Elene rested against the ballustrade, her gaze lost in the distant horizon, where darkness met the faint glow of the city far away from her. The night breeze was refreshing, but it wasn't helping her get her thoughts in order. They had talked all day, but there was still no good plan for rescuing Forrest in sight.
Dalisay emerged from the shadows, her silhouette bathed in moonlight.
"Aren't you cold?" she asked, wrapping herself in a thick woollen cardigan.
"Not really," Elene was wearing just a thin silk day dress Riannon gave her. Their gazes locked as they reached a mutual understanding without words — Dalisay was cold because she wasn't a shifter anymore, and her metabolism was different now.
"How do you feel?" Elene asked, her voice soft as the wind.
"Alive," the girl said, the w
