Edmund once told her that his beast form was terrifying, so monstrous that he worried she'd be too afraid to even look at him.
However, the moment Primrose saw his wolf form, the first thing that crossed her mind was, "He looks majestic."
Yes, he was a bit frightening with those sharp fangs. Yes, his size alone could send anyone running.
But the way the wolf looked at her—so gentle and full of admiration—made him seem anything but a predator. The big white wolf standing before her looked more like a divine beast sent from heaven to protect her.
"Edmund?" Primrose called out softly, wanting to confirm what her heart already knew that the enormous white wolf standing in front of her was really her husband.
Edmund didn't respond, maybe he couldn't speak in his wolf form. Instead, he lowered his head and gently nudged her cheek with his nose, as if trying to say, I'm here. You don't need to be afraid.
