LOGINThe private yard felt different that afternoon. It felt smaller and hotter like the air was waiting for something to happen.
Damon did not waste time talking. He just nodded once stepped back and said " shift, no holding back." I looked at him. "You are sure?" He said "I am sure." His voice was steady. His eyes were not. There was something in them like fear but not for himself for me. "If you cannot do it here with me you will not do it when they come." My stomach felt weird. He was right. The scouts were dead. More were coming. The burned mark on their chests was not a warning anymore it was a promise. I took a breath. I nodded. I said "Okay." I stepped into the center of the yard. I closed my eyes. I felt the wolf come out away no waiting, no trying. She was there pushing against my skin like she was waiting for permission. I did not fight her. I let her out. The first change was like a punch to my chest. My bones broke it was loud. It hurt. Not like the time this was real breaking and reforming. The pain was fast and bright I almost screamed. My knees buckled,. I caught myself. My claws dug into the dirt my teeth got sharp my back arched as fur, white fur came out on my skin. The light came out fast. It was not just coming out it was exploding. It was white and hot and bright it hurt with my eyes closed. I felt the magic from my parents break really break. There was one try to stop it then nothing. It was quiet inside me. Then I felt her, my wolf. She was fully me. I opened my eyes. Everything looked different. It was sharper colors were brighter smells were stronger. Damons smell hit me it was like a wave, pine and smoke and sweat and fear and pride and want all mixed together it was strong. I took a step I had four legs, paws, claws in the earth. I was big bigger than I thought. My white fur was shining like snow in the moonlight. My tail was low my ears were forward my eyes were on Damon. He did not move he just looked at me. He was breathing hard his hands were loose. He whispered "Isla." I took another step, another slow, testing. My wolf wanted to run wanted to scream wanted to jump at him and roll in his smell. But I did not I held back. Damon got down on one knee, careful like he was looking at something wild and special. He said "You did it." His voice was rough thick. "You really did it." I put my head down I touched his shoulder with my nose. His hand came up slow and went into my fur. It was warm, solid safe. The bond between us was strong it was not a string it was a river, deep and fast and alive. I felt him, not just the surface, the underneath, the guilt, the fear, the want. I felt it all. I did not hate him for it. I changed back without thinking my bones broke again less painful this time. My fur went away the light was not so bright. I was on my knees in front of him human again naked, sweating, shaking. He caught me before I fell his arms were around me strong steady. He said "You are okay." I nodded against his chest I could not talk my throat was too tight. He pulled back looked at me his hands were on my face his thumbs were on my cheeks. He said "You are beautiful." His voice was broken. "In either form you are beautiful." I laughed, short shaky. "You are crazy." He said "Yes." He put his forehead against mine. ". I am your crazy now." The bond was warm bright strong. I kissed him not angry, not desperate, real slow deep. His hands were, on my back holding me like I might disappear. When we stopped kissing we were both breathing hard he put his forehead against mine again. He said "They are coming." I said "I know." He said "We fight together." I nodded. I said "No more hiding." He said "No more hiding." He helped me stand he put his cloak around me he kept his arm around my shoulders as we walked inside. The pack did not know yet not fully. They would soon. When they saw what I really was when the enemies came out of the shadows we would be ready. Because the wolfless omega was gone. The White Wolf was finally awake.The seed was taking over.I could feel the seed every second now like a second heartbeat that beat just a little out of rhythm with my own heartbeat. The seed did not shout at me anymore. The seed whispered to me. Constantly. The seed made suggestions that sounded almost like my own thoughts. The seed told me that the people around me do not really trust me. The seed said that they are waiting for me to fail. The seed asked me why I fight hard for people who spent years wishing I was dead.I started avoiding the people around me.During training I kept to the edges working alone or only with Damon. In the hall I sat quietly eating fast and leaving early. Even Lilas worried glances started to feel too heavy for me. I smiled at Lila when I could. The smiles felt fake to me stretched too thin.Damon noticed everything that was happening to me.He did not push me at first. He just stayed close to me. His hand was on my back when we walked. His arm was around me at night. He gave me kisses
The seed did not give me any peace. It followed me everywhere now. During training the seed was there. While I was eating the seed was there. In the quiet moments when I tried to steal a few seconds alone the seed was there. It was always there like a pulse under my own heartbeat, cold and patient and whispering things I did not want to hear.I started avoiding mirrors because every time I caught my reflection my eyes looked a little darker. Not the warm brown I was used to. Something sharper something hungrier. I told myself it was exhaustion. The pack was still. We were training harder than ever. Sleep was rare and broken.. Deep down I knew it was not just that. The seed was changing me. I could feel it.One evening I was alone in the clearing behind the pack house trying to meditate like Mara had suggested. The air was cool. The sun was just beginning to set, painting the sky in soft oranges and pinks. I sat cross-legged on the grass. Closed my eyes focusing on my breathing. In, ou
The next few days were a blur.We kept burying our dead. We kept fixing the walls. We kept training until we were too tired to move.Every night I fell asleep in Damons arms. I tried not to think about the thing growing inside my chest.It felt like a darker heartbeat.It started small.I felt a spot behind my ribs. A quiet chill that wouldn't go away.Damon held me close. It didn't help.Then it spread.Little tendrils of darkness made my wolf restless.She. Growled, even when there was no threat around us.Sometimes I stared at nothing.I got lost in memories that didn't feel like mine.I remembered fire. My moms voice.My dad casting a spell with his breath.I didn't tell Damon how bad it was getting.Not at first.He knew.Our bond told him.One night after a day of training we lay in bed.The room was dark except for the moonlight.Damons arm was around me.His chest was pressed to my back.His breath was warm against my neck.His hand rested on my stomach.He moved his thumb in
The next few days were a blur.We kept burying our dead. We kept fixing the walls. We kept training until we were too tired to move.Every night I fell asleep in Damons arms. I tried not to think about the thing growing inside my chest.It felt like a darker heartbeat.It started small.I felt a spot behind my ribs. A quiet chill that wouldn't go away.Damon held me close. It didn't help.Then it spread.Little tendrils of darkness made my wolf restless.She. Growled, even when there was no threat around us.Sometimes I stared at nothing.I got lost in memories that didn't feel like mine.I remembered fire. My moms voice.My dad casting a spell with his breath.I didn't tell Damon how bad it was getting.Not at first.He knew.Our bond told him.One night after a day of training we lay in bed.The room was dark except for the moonlight.Damons arm was around me.His chest was pressed to my back.His breath was warm against my neck.His hand rested on my stomach.He moved his thumb in
The days all blended together into one mess.We had to bury more of our people who died. We fixed the walls that were broken from the fire. We trained every day until our bodies were sore and tired.. Every night no matter how tired I was I slept in Damons arms trying not to think about the bad thing growing inside my chest.It started as a cold spot behind my ribs. It would not go away no matter how close Damon held me or how blankets we used. Then it started to spread. It made my wolf inside me feel restless even when everything was quiet. I would catch myself staring at nothing thinking about memories that did not feel like mine. I remembered the sound of fire my mother calling my name and my father using his breath to cast a spell.I did not tell Damon how bad it was getting, at not right away.He knew anyway. Our special bond between us always gave me away.One night after a day of training we were in bed together. The room was dark except for a moonlight coming through the curtai
I woke up screaming. It was not a scream but a broken and choked one that got stuck in my throat. The pain was everywhere it felt like something sharp was trying to get out from behind my ribs. My body felt wrong it was hot one second. Freezing the next. It was like fire and ice were fighting for space inside my bones.Damons strong arms tightened around me away. He whispered in my ear "I've got you I've got you, breathe, love, just breathe." I gasped and grabbed onto his shirt my nails dug in hard I felt them break skin but he did not flinch. He just pulled me closer one hand cradling the back of my head the other pressed flat against my back.He kept saying, "You're safe you're safe I'm here I'm here." It took forever for the shaking to stop. When it finally did I realized we were back in his quarters. The room was dim with one lantern burning low on the table. Someone had cleaned me up while I was out the blood was gone from my skin. I could still feel it, sticky and warm.I asked







