The Collar

Cole POV

I took the collar off from her and she stretched. I was on edge. Moment of truth. If she wasn’t a Shawishi I was going to have to kill her. If she was, I was going to use her.

I was pretty impressed with her shift. There was minimal noise and it didn’t look like there was much effort with the shift. Even I sound terrifying when I shift. I’m used to my bones rebreaking but it was almost like she shimmered into her shift. I’ve seen a few shifts like that, usually hybrids. Pretty cool.

When she shifted, my emotions were all over the place. I had heard the term Precious Metal Wolf before but had never seen one. They were not supposed to exist. None of these gifts were supposed to exist. Addie’s wolf was beautiful. She was large, quite possibly larger than my wolf. She was gold. Not golden, but gold. Her hair shimmered and shone in the sunlight and actually hurt my eyes to look at. I reached out a tentative hand to touch her fur. She looked at me haughtily and