Grandma's eyes widened when she heard my whisper.
She froze… staring at me like she didn't know whether I was really there or if I was some spirit drifting through the room.
Her lips trembled.
I leaned closer so only she could hear me, letting a soft breath touch her ear.
"Grandma… it's me. I've come back. I'm in another wolf's body, but I'm alive. I'm not a ghost."
Then I pressed a finger gently to my lips.
"No one can know. This stays between us."
That was all she needed.
Her gaze shook, and then the old sharpness returned the same look she used to give when she saw right through everyone.
Grandma had always sensed lies, hidden feelings, secrets.
She didn't even need an explanation.
The moment her eyes met mine, she knew.
She knew her Elena was standing right in front of her.
Her hand trembled as tears filled her eyes. They rolled down her cheeks silently, soaking into her wrinkled skin.
She wasn't crying because she doubted me.
