Adrian’s POVThe back seat of the SUV swallowed us whole. Black leather, tinted windows, the low hum of the engine cutting through the night like a blade. Kira’s wolf was curled on my lap, about eighty pounds of warm white fur, her head resting heavy against my chest. She looked relaxed…ears loose, breathing slow…but she was too quiet. No happy little huffs, no tail thumps against my thigh. Just… still. Like she was waiting for the next bad thing to jump out of the dark.I stroked her back in long, slow passes, fingers sinking into that impossibly soft fur. “Hey, princess,” I murmured, voice low so only she could hear. “It’s okay. I know you want to transform back to your human form. Are you struggling? Don't worry, I'm here. Just breathe. Picture your hands…your real hands, the ones that fit perfectly in mine. Feel your legs, long and sexy. Your body, warm and soft and all mine. Let it happen. You’ve got this.”Her golden eyes squinted shut, brows (well, the wolf version) pulling t
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