Alexander’s POV

"Over there! Look!" With great excitement, Ghost yapped and pointed his nose toward the lake, where a silver wolf stood overlooking the waters. "I believe that she is the one who is howling in sorrow!"

"Are you sure it is a she-wolf?" I asked, watching the silver beast in wonder. She had a strong, firm body surrounded by a certain magical glow, and her coat was immaculate and smooth.

I have never before seen a beast so magnificent and beautiful.

"I am pretty sure it's a she-wolf," he huffed, rolling his eyes at me. "Under the moonlight, only she-wolves appear so beautiful!"

I shook my head and laughed....