My Alpha.
My mate.
Dead?
No.
The answer comes from inside me.
Not thought.
Voice.
No.
My other.
Not yet. NO.
Heat detonates through my body. My back arches.
I scream.
Something tears free.
“Get back!”
I don't know if I say it or something else does. But Wreck and Justin listen.
That alone should tell me something.
My skin ripples.
Then it burns. But it doesn't hurt.
It feels… familiar.
Fire races over me.
My arms stretch. My body changes. And where skin once existed—feathers emerge.
Not ordinary feathers.
Fire.
Gold.
Crimson.
Orange.
White-hot at the edges.
Flames coat enormous wings as they burst outward from my body. Power unlike anything I have ever known pours through me.
My feet leave the ground.
I rise.