The second I saw her crumpled on the bed, my wolf went insane.
She was burning up. Her skin was on fire and slick with sweat. But it was the scent that made my blood freeze.
It was happening again
She smelled like the full moon. Like wild forests and something ancient that made my wolf whimper with recognition.
This wasn't just a fever. This was a shift trying to break free. Again.
"Calla," I whispered, kneeling beside her. "Baby, can you hear me?"
Her eyes fluttered open. They were different now. Brighter. More gold than green.
"Axel?" Her voice was rough. "It hurts. Everything hurts."
"I know. I know, baby. But I need to get you out of here."
"What's happening to me?"
Before I could answer, her back arched off the bed. A scream tore from her throat that was half human, half how
