The Strangers

Uncle Ray didn't just come once, but almost every day. He would wait in the field behind the campus and expect me to come, so he said through the mind-link that was only connected to Thunder's mate, Windy, and me.

I sometimes thought without the need for sophisticated equipment, werewolves could communicate with each other. However, I never thought that such a sophisticated thing could be done by a werewolf to its mate.

"Thunder wants to talk to Windy. We should let them build a mate bond so they won't be blind like us," Uncle Ray said through the mind link. I sighed as his words seemed to restrict my other wolf from meeting her mate.

"I have to talk about it with my wolves first. Roxie has to meet her mate too, or she'll go crazy," I replied.

"Other races don't have wolves, Ioris, and you still believe that ruse? Look at your wolf, with a jet color so befitting that man, who always appears in the form of thick black smoke-"