nd shifted at eighteen, with Alpha wolves shifting earlier – at seventeen. I would be twenty in a few weeks which meant fo

As if an external force pressed my skull together, I felt my head squeeze, my brain seemed to be crushed. It passed with excruciating slowness, my ears drums a

nd wave came, it hit harder than the first, devastating me from head to toe and reawakening the ringing in my eardrum

skin, I let the pain take over me. It washed over me like a tide and then caught in one or two places, u

e as a child, I knew it wasn’t much different from this. Albeit no one supported me or caught me when I fell. No one taught me to put one step ahead of the other making me stumble much more. I

at my silent lament. ‘This is the happiest day of your life, second only to when we find our mate!’

on my eighteenth birthday as most wolves do but unlik

orthy of us. We wil

ind theirs. Many people died without the privilege of meeting their second ha

oticed to my human nose and appreciating the beauty of the moon that washed over me an

as ready to retire for the night. First shifts, I’d heard, were always the most difficult and it left the body weak for hours aft

was another exercise in extreme torture where my body turned from wolf to human, snapping bones and sending shards of sharp s

of the few clothes I had, a simple blue dress that Celeste got me last year. My bra and panties too had shredded up, my sli

e woods at lightning speed, hoping and praying not to run into anyone. I hadn’t completed m

scold me for running into him. I wrenched out of his hold with all my might, flying into the

w me

on me. I wished I could scrub the look in his eyes from my memory. I wish I could wash off the sense of exposure, of being bared – I

senses picked up his scent. Without meaning to, my body began to shake as

the way I wanted him to avoid me but he didn’t. Instead, he placed a hand on my shoulder. I jerked away from it, still hiding underneath

t? Had he taken a picture? No, he couldn’t have

s my body vibrated violently against the bed. It was because of him. He couldn’t pretend n

ng he would leave, he pulled off t

as if he could see my naked body. I looked at my shirt to be sure it didn’t have a hole in it. “ Y

push his hand off my shoulder

ll afraid

ght him. I didn’t have the mental strength to heal from the injuries he never apologized for. I was powerless against him, so yes,

it didn’t matter. “I made mistakes that I’m not

ing at me

e feel disgusting but I didn’t have

muttered to my legs as his hung

We can reverse it in a few minutes

’re someone like Lucien, a powerful wolf, future Beta of a powerful pack and

of the goddess but the goddess loved mate bonds so much tha

ing me would begin to form again. He could mark me d

ted heat in his eyes. We’d both shifted