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

Liam Monday rolled around faster than I would have liked. I tapped my foot against the empty chair in front of me as I listened to the professor at the front of the hall drone on about economics. Lucian was snoring softly in my head. I found it hard to concentrate. My mind kept wandering back to Blackfern Valley. Clem hadn’t so much as sent me a text message since I left her place on Sunday. I thought she may have checked in, but when I rolled over this morning and checked my phone, there were no messages or missed calls from her. I told myself I was worried for her safety, and it was normal for me to want her to check in after she learned about werewolves. Her entire life had been thrown into disarray, and she needed someone to help her navigate this world without humans. Even looking around this small lecture hall of sixty-odd students, only three of them were human. Humans that didn’t know they were sitting in a room full of werewolves. There were less than one-hundred humans th

Liam I watched her walk through the door of Lupus’ and blinked a couple of times. My stomach was in knots, and Lucian wasn’t helping. He’d been agitated ever since we left Kempthorne. I parked the car into a vacant spot, then proceeded to follow her into the bar. I stopped at the wooden door with the glass panels and looked in. When I peered through the glass at the front door, I saw her hug Ryan hello with a smile that lit up her entire face. Lucian growled in response. I didn’t enter. Instead, I observed her from the door for a moment, tuning my hearing to them, once again trying to convince myself that I wasn’t spying; I was simply keeping her safe. “So, a little birdie tells me you have a Red Riding Hood fetish,” Ryan teased. “Why, are you the big bad wolf?” she flirted back. My chest tightened as Ryan laughed and flashed her a grin that I had seen work a thousand times on the she-wolves in the area. She rolled her eyes, then gave him a smaller, more reserved smile. “The whol

Liam My paws pounded through the bush as I cantered around, chasing a rabbit. I was supposed to be studying for my economics test, but I needed to run. I spent all Monday afternoon and evening filling my brain with the necessary information for Friday’s test. After my morning training on Tuesday, I spent the entire day at Kempthorne University. I didn’t leave Kempthorne until late, as my classes ran late on Tuesdays. By the time I got home, I was too exhausted to study. Wednesday held no physical courses for me, so I woke up early with all intentions to study, and the plan soon went out the window. I got through an hour or two and then went to find something to eat. My dad had come into the pack house kitchen and made himself a sandwich. He had been performing his alpha duties all morning and was keen to get out and work with his hands. So, after we finished our food, I went outside to help him do some work. He was renovating a cottage at the back of the pack house. Our pack house

Liam I was tense. I figured it had been the stress from my economics test. Or maybe it was something to do with the approaching full moon, but we were still a week out from it. I paced my room back and forward, deep in thought. I couldn’t be this jittery around Clementine, she was bound to ask questions, and I didn’t know how to answer them. I hadn’t responded to her questions since I left her with her dad at the medical centre. Her text messages had been left mostly unanswered too. This morning I received a message from Clementine wishing me luck on my test, and my entire stomach twisted into knots. I hadn’t replied to that one either. Instead, I turned my phone off and drove out to Kempthorne University. I had told her I would go to Lupus’ after my test, but I couldn’t bring myself to go. My mind was all over the place. My body thrummed with unwanted tension. I felt like I wanted to burst out of my skin. Lucian was lying down with his head between his paws, watching me pace but of