32RevelationsWrestling with every instinct he had, Conn saw them run and howled. It was a sound of anger and frustration and betrayal. He could already feel the change: red mist covered his vision, talons were forcing their way up through his fingertips, and he had hunched over, ready to chase them on four legs. But instead of letting the monster possess him, he fought back with his reason. He would not take off after them and rip them both to bits. He would retain control.
Collapsing to his knees, he dragged a huge breath into his lungs and rolled onto his back, where he stared at the sky forcing steady breaths until he felt calmer.
There was no moon, just thick gray cloud cover and heavy wet air pressing on his face. It seemed the whole of the lake had been sucked up and now hung just
