Bastien’s POV
“You’re doing this,” Selene accuses wretchedly, “Your wolf is doing this.”
What is she talking about? I demand of Axel.
She’s near her mate. Her instinct is to change. It has to happen eventually – her wolf has never been free.
I swear under my breath. I know he’s right, but the timing is terrible. I remember my first shift vividly – all wolves do. It’s a horrible process, requiring almost every bone in the body to break and reform, slow and agonizing. Thankfully shifting gets easier and easier until it’s effortless, but there’s no way to make the first few any easier. You just have to suffer through.
“It isn’t like that sweetheart. It’s just your time.” I explain apologetically. I gather up Selene and deposit her on the sofa, moaning and writhing, before moving toward
