CHAPTER FIVE
With barely a thought, my body ripples and changes, bones reshaping, fur sprouting. I land on four paws, hackles raised, a growl rumbling in my throat.
But as I round the island counter, fangs bared, ready to lunge, I freeze. It's not an enemy that has invaded our territory. It's Mason, standing there with a smirk, arms crossed over his chest.
"Easy, Lily," he drawls, his voice a low rumble that has always grated on my nerves. "Just me."
I narrow my eyes at him, still in my wolf form. I don't trust Mason, never have. His loyalty to Ryan might be unshakeable, but his methods are questionable. And now, I can tell by the glint in his eye that he's heard too much. The conversation with Jake wasn't meant for his ears.
"Shift back, we need to talk." Mason’s tone holds an edge o
