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But everything spun around me as I staggered forward and crashed into a massive, bare chest. Muscular arms wrapped around me, and lowered me to the ground.
I heard cracking, too.
Shifting.
Axel had to be shifting.
Didn’t he?
My mind was too shocked, too dizzy, too dazed, to consider any alternatives.
“Back off,” Axel snarled at the men.
My eyes were closed, but there were still cracking noises.
Could he talk while he was shifting?
“What’s happening?” Chrishien demanded.
“She’s shifting.” A warm, large hand ran over my forehead.
Wait, what?
I wrestled with my eyelids, but couldn’t get them to lift.
“Just breathe, Morgan,” the werewolf said in a low voice. “Let your wolf take control.”
My wolf?
I couldn’t feel any fuckingwolf.
I tried to force my eyes open again, and this time, won the fight. They opened, and I stared up at the man fate had paired me with.
Shit, he was gorgeous.
So pretty my chest almost hurt when I looked at him.
I’d seen the picture of his younger self already, but refused to let myself look too long.
Now that I was looking…
Damn.
Just damn.
“That’s it.” His hands stroked my head, but it felt different.
Like he wasn’t touching my skin.
I looked down at myself, and yelped when I saw fur.
And paws.
Lunging to my feet, I jerked my head back and forth as I looked around the hallway.
A wolf.
I was a fuckingwolf.
