WT: Mention of suicide
Lesley’s POV
The pain subsided, and my shallow gasps turned back to normal. I know I’m currently naked in Cedrick’s arms, but for some reason, that’s exactly where I want to be. His hand was drawing random patterns on my lower back and his voice soothed me, reminding me again of how to breathe.
“It’s called a forced shift,” Cedrick explained gently, while I got my breathing back under control. “It happens when the wolf and human are out of sync. But what triggered it?”
A forced shift?! Never heard of such a thing! All I knew was that it was painful…
“I don’t know!” I muttered, trying to calm my raging heart. I felt lightheaded. No matter how many deep breaths I took, it never seemed enough...
What happened? I asked my wolf.
No response!
My eyes opened; wide i
