Ivy passed out at some point after Coen had left. The pain had been so much more intense than she ever imagined. She fought as long as she could against the darkness. She was so afraid that if she fell asleep she would never wake up, but she did. Ivy woke up feeling completely different. Everything felt different. Her senses were heightened, her body was completely healed, and her green eyes were now yellow in her reflection. She knew they wouldn’t stay yellow, Coen’s were blue, but she liked looking at them anyway. She did it! She was a wolf. She didn’t die. Ivy may or may not have done a happy dance when she looked at her newly yellow eyes in the mirror. She didn’t bask in her victory for long. In an instant, everything came rushing back to her. The fight. The rogues. Coen.
Ivy rushed o
