Brittany POV
I exist in fragments now, pieces of my consciousness scattered across two hundred and thirty-seven supernatural beings from Vancouver to Mexico City. When Ashley transforms, I feel her wolf shape stretching like my own muscles. When Marcus throws a punch, my distributed awareness experiences the impact. Every person I ever healed carries part of me now, and through them, I see the world from dozens of perspectives simultaneously.
Tyler stands over my empty body, his storm-gray eyes filled with grief that cuts through every fragment of my consciousness like silver. The mating bond still connects us, stronger than it ever was when I had physical form, but the separation tortures us both with love we can feel but can't express through touch.
"I can hear you," he whispers to th
