Chapter 22

Liam

“Liam?” Her voice sounded far away, and I tried to anchor myself to it, but Lucian was feral with anger. I tried to focus on her scent, anything to take away the shift, but I knew it was too late. The burning and itching were too much, and I knew I was shifting. I felt the first pop of a bone moving and gritted my teeth.

Fuck, I really can’t shift. Not like this. I need to run into the trees and hide.

The problem was, I didn’t think I could make it to the treeline, let alone beyond it on time. It was taking all of my concentration not to shift right here. It was taking all my energy not to rip through my clothes, land on all paws, and charge into the forest. And as much as Clementine said she wanted to see me in my wolf form, seeing somebody’s bones break and realign themselves was not something you could ever unsee, no matter how quick the shift may be.

I felt a cooling sensation run over me. It confused my senses, and my sprouting fur instantly started to recede. Lucian stop