"Well, well, well... look who finally showed up."
The voice in my head was unexpected - playful, sassy, and somehow ancient all at once. In my wolf form, I stood in the center of Le Petit Theatre's sacred circle, still adjusting to my new reality.
"Who are you?" I thought back.
A melodic laugh echoed through my mind. "Oh honey, that's for you to figure out. Think of it as a supernatural scavenger hunt."
Around me, the supernatural community watched in awe. Madame Céleste's ancient eyes widened, Maven and Zara clutched each other's hands, and Marcus remained on one knee. But I was more focused on the presence in my mind - powerful, mischievous, and definitely enjoying my confusion.
"Let me guess," I ventured, "you're my wolf?"
Another laugh. "Girl, I'm so much more than that. But firs
