Olivia's POV
The bracelet on my wrist clicked open, and I inhaled sharply, my chest rising as if I had been underwater all this time—finally able to breathe again. The old witch gently slid it off my skin, and instantly, I felt it.
Warmth.
Energy.
Life.
Her.
"Olivia," my wolf's voice whispered in my mind, filled with emotion. "I'm back…"
A big, bright smile spread across my face as tears stung my eyes. "I missed you so much," I whispered to her. "I felt so empty without you."
"I never left," she said softly. "I was always here. Just trapped… waiting for you."
I closed my eyes for a moment, overwhelmed by the sudden peace washing over me. It felt like a piece of my soul had finally returned.
Then I heard Calvin's voice, soft but awed. "I can feel her," he said quietly.
I opened my eyes and looked at him.
"She's back," I nodded. "My wolf is back."
