Ox closed his eyes. “Now? We run. Come. Let us see what we’ll see. I have a good feeling about it.”
He turned, stripping his shirt off over his head. Black hair sprouted up along his back and shoulders, muscle and bone beginning to grind.
The others followed suit, Jessie and Bambi trailing after them.
Gavin and I were the last.
I looked over at him as our wolves began to howl. “Ready?”
He kissed me on the cheek with a loud smack. “Ready.”
And I
I am
wolf
i am wolf
forest i can smell the
forest and it’s you and it’s me
run GavinMateLove run with me
run
hunt
feel the moon
feel it pull
it’s ours all of this is ours
because we are
we are the goddamn bennett pack
and our song
our song
will
always
be
heard
TO JOE’S FUTURE
Hello, Ox—
Today is a good day, as good as any to put my thoughts down into words. But before I say what I need to say about my son Joe, I need to tell you a story. Please forgive a father for his meandering thoughts. I am finding this harder than I expected it to be.
I wrote you a letter once.