Liam watched the wolf curl into itself beside the dying fire, trembling slightly.
“It's okay”. He muttered. “Your safe”. The wolf whispered softly.
Liam sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Now what do I do with you?”. He rubbed it's body trying to keep it warm.
“You have such a nice fur. No wonder those men wanted you so badly”.
The wolf began to shift. Liam stiffened but didn't panic, he knew what shifting looked like. He'd done it his whole life. Nothing could have prepared him for who the wolf turned out to be.
Fur faded, Bones reshaped. Moonlight touched bare skin. Liam's breath caught hard in his throat.
Emilia lay unconscious on the forest floor where the wolf had been. Liam stumbled back. “You're kidding me”. He draged his hands to his face.
His mind roaming wild wit
