15
Winter
“Come back to me,” he whispered.
His voice was a siren’s song I couldn’t ignore. My fur melted away to skin, my bones and muscles shifting, popping, and reforming. The human skin I knew so well and trusted filled out, replacing the new inexperienced body of my lynx. Collapsing in Quentin’s arms, I couldn’t get my mind to stop racing. I was glad to be back in his arms, safe. I thought to Terrance’s unseeing eyes and shuddered.
New world. New laws. I had to remind myself.
I had to remind myself he deserved it, but I didn’t dare think back on my time with him. Quentin held me close as he pulled over the extra clothing that Lucas had mentioned. His words had been warbled and drowned out by everything else I heard, but I had caught enough. Quentin pulled the sweatpants over my le
