As Conner tried to get any clue about what I was planning, my nerves slowly itched up. I feared Isaac would feel it and came rushing over. And I didn’t want that.
Would it be easier if he helped me? Yes.
Would it be safer if he turned me into a she-wolf? Probably.
Would he do it? No.
All he wanted was to keep me safe and I loved him for it. Taking all the burdens that pressed on my shoulders, but I wanted to do the same.
And it wasn’t only about that. I wanted to feel closer to my family. Maybe having a wolf would help me with that.
There was a small pause in my strides when I stood before the doctor’s office. This was it. He would tell me what I needed to know, right?
“I can wait outside.” Conner’s small mutter pulled my stare.
“No, I want you to come.” Without waiting for him to object, I opened the door. Welcoming the same scent as yesterday.
The fluorescent lights made me squint my eyes and Conner grabbed my arm, hauling me back. “We are leaving!”