(Willa)
“What, where?” My breathing became ragged, and I stumbled back, hitting the wall.
Where Emmett was when I checked on him only hours before now lay a black ball of fur.
“Where is he?” I demanded, finding myself if only for a second.
That’s our pup - Iris said, trying to calm me down.
“No,” I responded out loud and in my mind.
“I think that might be Emmett,” Caspien said, looking at me and then back at the ball.
Let me shift - Iris commanded
I didn’t bother removing my clothes; I just went to the back of my mind and let Iris take over. I was looking forward to a brief moment where it wasn’t just my thoughts swirling through my head threatening to suffocate me.
Iris walked up to the bundle of fur and sniffed him, prodding it with her nose. The bundle moved and shifted its
