Chapter 90

June's POV

We stepped outside, and my arms wrapped around my middle. It was colder than I remembered, but then again, I hadn’t been in Moon Ridge long. And we’d been inside for what felt like ages, regaining strength or whatever.

“Your wolf is a separate being that you share a body with,” Zed explained quickly. “You exist on top of each other, without merging, like food sitting on a plate. The food gets to run the show while it’s in control, and the plate sits beneath it, holding it but not really doing anything vital.”

“Except for looking nice,” I pointed out.

“Right.” He bobbed his head. “When it comes to an actual plate. But in the analogy, the plate doesn’t do anything but sit there.”

Alright, I could roll with that.

“So we’re separate. Can we communicate?” I checked.

“Nope. No communication; food, and plate.”

Right.

“So I just have to figure out how not to piss off my wolf if I don’t want her to take over?”

“Exactly.”