Wolf Woes

Chapter 10: Testing the Bond (pt 2)

Hope was already wolfed out and waiting when Josie returned to the mill, with a bag of balls were sitting in front of her. She cocked her head when she saw Josie but didn't move.

Josie smiled widely at the beautiful white wolf and went to sit in front of her. She picked up a small racket ball and rolled it around in her hands. "Lizzie's still sleeping. I left a note for her, telling her to come here after she's eaten."

Hope didn't make a sound but did nod her head a little. Josie stared into Hope's eyes and focused of the bond she shared with her. It was faint at first, barely any different than it usually was, but as she allowed the bond to open up, she could feel everything Hope was feeling and more.

It started out softly, like a whisper in the wind urging her to pick the ball up, then it grew louder and louder the more she embraced the bond. Hope's voice whispering, "Pick the ball up... Pick the ball up..."

She wondered if it was actually Hope's voice speaking to her, or if her mind was manifesting Hope's voice to clarify the compulsion she was feeling.

"Nope," Hope's voice said softly. "I can hear you too." The voice was soft and faded in and out like she was fine tuning a radio station.

"You're fading in and out. Is it the same for you?"

"No... I can hear you just fine," Hope replied. "Probably because I'm in wolf form."

"This is strange."

"Agreed."

"Do you think we can control what we hear?"

"Maybe. Think of something and I'll try and block it."

"Okay... Mom says, and I'm quoting here, if one of my daughters bring me another mug of your blood. I'm locking you up in the werewolf transition cells for a week."

"Whoops. I guess it's a good thing she and Auntie Bex are going to get human blood today."

"Damn... So, we can't block it. What if we try to not project our thoughts?"

"Okay..." Josie heard, then everything went silent for a full minute. "Josie? Did you hear that?"

"No," she said aloud.

"You try it. Just think like you normally would, instead of thinking for me to hear."

"Okay," Josie said, then the thought about Lizzie. She was worried about her now that she was back on her meds. Especially since she was still upset with her about spilling the beans. Sure, she said it was okay but that didn't stop her from worrying.

"Josie... Josie... Josie... Are you okay?"

"Yes," Josie said with a soft smile. "Can you hear me?"

"Yes."

"Then I guess that's the key. We're projecting our thoughts to each other."

"Am I coming in clearer now?"

"Yes, but you're still fading in and out a little."

"Do you think you could handle this for the rest of your life?"

Josie thought about what Hope was implying. Could she handle being linked to Hope every day? Would there come a day where she no longer wanted to be this close to her. Maybe. Maybe, one day know exactly what Hope was thinking and feeling would drive her mad, but then again, how many couples could say they know exactly what was in their love's heart? Isn't that what every couple wants?

"Maybe," she answered honestly. "I'm sixteen. The rest of our lives hopefully is a very long time. Maybe one day this will be to much. Maybe one day I will want to break the link. Maybe one day you will. Until then, I think this is kind of cool. How many people can say they literally know what is inside their love's head and heart?"