I heard her.
Again.
One howl there was entirely distinguishable from all the others, one that reverberated down my spine. It felt like a call, and the tether that felt permanently latched onto the bottom of my ribcage had tugged mercilessly in her direction.
Calix had wanted to see her. Astraea. I could feel it.
The traitor.
But at the time, I have to admit, I couldn't help but wonder; had she heard us too? Even with her end of the bond severed, had Calix's howl somehow lodged in her mind too? Had it struck a chord no other howl ever had?
I shake my head multiple times on my way back to the shifting cubicles, going over the other events of the evening.
With quiet coaching and more patience than I knew I had in me, Arthur managed to shift twice in the late-afternoon sun, his whole d
