Darian's POV
My wolf, Sage, was pacing circles in the back of my mind, his claws almost digging into my consciousness. He was restless, his fur bristling with a tension I couldn’t explain.
Sage, what’s wrong? I asked, trying to maintain my own calm.
I don’t know, Sage growled back. I just feel strung tight. Like a bow ready to snap. We should go for a run. Now.
I looked out the window. The rain had let up, leaving the world in a grey, dripping gloom, but the air was still heavy. I agreed. Maybe a run through the damp forest would settle us both. The kiss with Raven earlier had left me wanting more than I should.
I made it as far as the courtyard when the craziest thing happened. Sage started howling and growling, trying to seize control of my human form. This had almost never happene
