I cowered in the tree. Clinging to the branches. I'd found a spot that would balance me even after the moon forced me to shift. But it would manage to cradle my wolf body until morning.
And wolves can't climb. So, it was the only guaranteed way I'd be safe until morning. Unmated.
I chewed my lip and worried. What if he spotted me before he turned?
I could see the fire in the distance and knew it was unlikely. And the moon was already stirring the sky and soon they'd all be changed, and no one could get to me.
The only way I'd come down is if he ordered me down. The sky turned dark, and the sun was falling one direction. The moon rising in the other and my heart was beginning to race.
Knowing soon my scent would fill the woods, I began to panic. Wondering if I should flee back to my hu
