Michael...come on...wake up.

My husband groaned in his sleep but slowly, he opened his eyes.

Another body?

Theres a reason...now get up.

I pulled his hand and ran down the hall, Michael's heavy footsteps behind me. We made it outside and I stopped halfway across the backyard, my bare feet sinking in the soft, damp grass.

What are you doing?

I raised my hand and sighed, letting the wolf take control. Within minutes, my form had changed.


I watched him step back and I quickly sat, my eyes following his every move.