I cursed under my breath, realizing how vulnerable I was. Ever since I had returned to the past, I hadn’t been able to connect with my wolf, Naiah. It was as if she had vanished, leaving me without my powers, without the heightened senses that had once been second nature to me.
Whoever—or whatever—was out there, I couldn’t let them see me like this, defenseless and exposed.
But as I stayed there, my gaze darting around the trees, I realized something else. I hadn’t just lost Naiah. I had lost a part of myself. My senses were dulled, my connection to the world around me weakened. And without my wolf, I was powerless.
I hurriedly dressed, the damp fabric clinging to my skin as I hastily pulled my clothes over my still-wet body. The eerie feeling from earlier lingered, prickling at the back of my mind. Every muscle in my body remained tense as I carefully scanned the area one last time, ensuring there were no lurking shadows.