His eyelids felt heavy and his body was worn out from the stressful day. There was something about the animal that tempered Jonah’s worry and relaxed him from the inside out. But in that moment, sitting on the floor with his arms around the brown wolf, he felt better. Even when he’d finally drifted into slumber, Jonah had tossed around restlessly, terrified that he’d driven away his best friend for good.
He’d had trouble falling asleep, still anxious about Zev’s reaction to their encounter and Jonah’s assertion that Zev was attracted to him. For the first time since that afternoon’s debacle with Zev, Jonah felt calm. He kept his hand on the thick fur and petted the wolf that he’d seen on an almost daily basis for as long as he could remember. “Jonah lowered himself onto his backside and scooted against the wall.
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