Nefretiri
I climb onto Ivan's back and tuck his clothes under my thigh, so they don't fall while we're moving. After that, I lean forward and rest my hands on his neck. I know I'll need to hold onto him once we're running, but I figured I could wait to practically have to lie across him.
Ivan towered over everyone, but they shouldn't feel intimidated by it. Yes, my mate was no gentle giant, but he wasn't cruel either. He just had an attitude, and there was nothing wrong with that.
Glancing around the well-lit area, I should feel terrified about so many giant wolves, but something was comforting and familiar about this. Had I done this with my father before? Was Brandon right, and this wasn't my first run?
It didn't feel like it. I thought I'd be nervous when I came downstairs, but I wasn't. So instead, I got caught up in the excitement.