Chapter 151: Isana's Run

Gabriel moved his arms to clutch around Isana's neck. His body moved along with hers; if it wasn't for the fact that he had to hold onto her like he might fall off at such speed, he'd compare the experience to riding a horse. But Isana had landed at the bottom of the cliff and continued to sprint across the field; Gabriel could feel the buzz of excitement from the wolf and couldn't help but laugh. He felt exhilarated by the speed and straightened up, raising his arms and feeling the wind rush beneath them.

In all the years he'd been alive, he never expected to find himself riding a werewolf across a valley in the middle of the night and enjoying the sense of freedom he felt from it. Somehow, after many centuries, he was still capable of experiencing new things. He looked down at Isana's head, lowering his hands to her shoulder blades to steady himself and to feel the silkiness of her fur. It was all thanks to his mate.