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“Don’t.” West inhaled sharply. “I can’t breathe when you look at me like that.”

But the truth, that raw kernel of shame that pulsed deep in my gut and that I could no sooner reveal than tear my wolf from my bones, was that deep down somewhere, I hated that West Caldwell had been under my skin since the moment we met.

Borns like Caldwell made little distinction between human and wolf other than switching skins. For them, the connection was natural as breathing, a bond they’d felt since the womb and didn’t feel the need to fight off like a foreign invader at every full moon. For Bittens, those of us forced into this life against our will, that deep sense of wrongness lingered ...

So for clarification, am I Anakin in this analogy, or more of a hot misunderstood Thranduil?

I'm a LOTR nerd and a Star Wars lover. This far, there have been so many references to fantasy books and movies, I feel in paradise ❤