At the border, Isla felt it.
A powerful surge of energy erupted within her, something ancient, something primal.
For the second time, she felt her wolf stir inside her, stronger than before. It wasn’t just a whisper in her mind now; it was a roaring force, a wildfire burning through her veins.
Her body tensed.
Her heart pounded.
And then, it happened.
Bones cracked. Her muscles shifted. A burst of power exploded from within.
A gasp escaped Isla’s lips as she shifted into her wolf form, a form she had never been able to reach before.
The transformation was instantaneous, effortless, as if her wolf had been waiting for this exact moment to be freed.
Gasps filled the air.
Her wolf was huge, as large as Lucian’s, standing tall with sleek, silver-white fur that shimmered under the moo
