**Title: When Night Grows Softer, Hope Returns to Lead Us**
“I had the impression that he frightened you,” Torin remarked, a teasing glimmer in his eyes.
Sophie took a deep breath, trying to articulate her thoughts. “I’m attempting to conquer my fear of wolves. I believe that if I spend more time around him, perhaps I won’t be so petrified anymore. After all, if I’m going to be living with a pack of wolves, I really need to overcome this fear,” she replied, a tentative smile creeping across her lips, as if the mere thought of it made her feel braver.
Torin’s expression softened as he gazed at her, admiration evident in his features. He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. “Come on, beautiful. He would absolutely love to spend some quality time with you,” he said encouragingly, easing her off his lap.
Together, they stepped outside into the fresh air. Sophie spotted Max emerging from the car, maintaining a respectful distance but nonetheless trailing behind them as Torin guided her toward the trees that stood sentinel behind the coffee shop. Without hesitation, Torin shed his clothes, revealing the powerful form of his wolf. Moments later, a stunning black wolf stood before her, a creature of grace and strength.
Sophie felt an inexplicable pull towards him. She approached cautiously, extending her hand. The wolf nuzzled his nose into her palm, a gesture that sent warmth flooding through her. As her fingers glided over his thick fur, she marveled at the contrast—so enormous and powerful, yet so tender with her, much like Torin himself. The wolf turned, glancing back as if inviting her to follow.
Sophie matched his pace, her heart racing with excitement and a hint of trepidation. After a few moments, the soothing sound of water reached her ears, drawing her closer.
Torin’s wolf led her to the tranquil edge of a shimmering lake. Sophie sank down onto the cool grass beside him, mesmerized by the beauty surrounding them. “This is really beautiful,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid to disturb the serenity.
The wolf settled beside her, and she leaned against his warm, soft body. A wave of contentment washed over her, and for a moment, she allowed herself to simply bask in the stillness. “I could get used to this,” she confided softly to her furry companion, her fingers tracing soothing patterns along his back.
Time slipped away as she dozed intermittently, lulled by the peaceful ambiance. Eventually, the wolf stirred, rising to his feet and prompting her to do the same. They began their journey back, the encroaching darkness wrapping around them like a comforting blanket. Sophie relied on the wolf’s instincts to lead her safely through the woods.
As they emerged from the trees, the car came into view, and she noticed Max stealthily slipping out from the shadows behind them. Sophie chuckled softly to herself; that man had a knack for blending into the background. Sliding into the backseat of the car, she felt a rush of warmth when Torin joined her, now fully dressed. Without a word, he drew her close, pulling her across the seat to nestle against him.
“Thank you,” he breathed into her hair, his voice low and intimate.
“Thank you,” she replied, her heart fluttering at the closeness.
Max climbed into the front seat, and a comfortable silence enveloped them as they drove back to Torin’s house. “Paul’s going to meet us here,” Torin informed her, squeezing her hand gently as they approached the familiar home.
Sophie nodded, her mind racing with anticipation and a touch of anxiety. Upon entering the kitchen, she glanced around, her heart lifting at the sight of its tidiness. She would have to express her gratitude to Madison for keeping things so neat.
Torin tugged her hand, leading her toward his bedroom. He closed the door behind them with a soft click, enveloping them in a cocoon of privacy. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” he asked, his voice a mix of concern and eagerness.

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