Claire stepped back, worried she’d get in the way. She watched as Roy took hold of Nate’s hand. Both were tall. One wiry, the other solid. Both were muscular. They tensed. Roy took the Pliethin from Nate, continuing to hold his hand. Both of them gasped, heads flung back, pain etched across their features. She clasped her hands to keep from running forward to help.
Nate cried out, stumbling backwards when Roy let go of him to change forms. Nate’s mouth opened when Roy’s ebony scales became bathed in the gold light from the Pliethin.
Claire came forward to wrap an arm around Nate’s waist. “It’s an amazing sight, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” Nate’s word was as soft as hers had been. He leaned heavily against her. “I feel odd.”
“In a good or bad way?”
Before Nate could answer, Roy became human agai
