White Wolf Luna

mped between Rowan and Agnes, trying to

tense. "Well, one of our observation posts. We mon

led, and his hand shot out t

ceremonial dresses?" His smirk didn't reach his eyes. "This ca

dde

m right beside her ear, but when she t

say som

We need to keep mo

little

round. "That voice.

xchanged looks. "

hear us. They

re, riding the wind through the trees. Selene's hear

r forest. With each step, the whispers grew s

etrayed.

us. Li

ite wol

clutched her he

r her, concerned etching h

ked up at him, e

e'd ever seen. Its fur gleamed like moonlight, its eyes ancient an

scrambled away,

lf's mouth, but all she could see were teeth that

white wolf took a step forward. Its

arked. L

rit wolf

cep

swam as the massive wolf padded closer, its form shi

but the old woman seemed frozen

te wolf

e scr

==

as she regained consciousness. Her throat felt raw,

a cup to her lips. The

t up, but her muscles refused to co

rn. "It's you we're worried about. The bind

wolf should be, she now felt something else - something vast and ancient that m

n't feel anything right. My wolf is gone,

nes corrected gently. "She

"I want my life back. My pack, my home, my..." Her voice brok

ything but lie here feeling broken. Her legs buckled.

, white-hot and uncontrollable. The whispers

ept

ht

e or

into herself, clutching her he

her bones trying to shift, but into what, she didn't know. This wasn't her wolf's familiar transformation. This wa

ed to herself. "Fight i

leaked from her eyes, her mouth, her very

her name, but they sounded f

ces of who she used to be? The futur

pers demanded. *

med her, taking with it the last f

whiteness, somethi

floor. Her skin felt too tight, like a garment that no longer fit. The air

ing out but stopping short of t

ippled like moonlight on water. She drew in a shuddering breath, tasti

e power still coursing through her. "I hear everything. Th

ensitivity will fade as you learn to control it. For n

through trees outside, hear the heartbeats of mice in the walls, sense the ancient magic pulsing beneath the

hisper. "There's so much inside me now, so many voices, so many memor

pad over to her, his white fur still matted with blood from their binding. He pre

more. The old stories say the first shifters were like this – connected to everything, bridging the ga

simple touch brought new awareness – she could feel the magic binding them together, and could trace t

to scorch. "He knew this would happen if I bound myself to a

mplete the transformation," Agnes finished grimly. "

eld. Inside her, power and rage twined together like serpents, ready to strike. Th

e – her own, remembering who she used to be. A protector

it." Silver light flickered at her fingertips as she spoke. "And then I'm going to find out

h their bond. Agnes nodded slow

the older woman warned. "Walking between w

her skin. The power inside her was settling, no longer fighting to b

tly. "But I'm done letti