Kiera's P.O.V.
Pain like I’d never known tore through me, sharp and relentless, as if claws were raking across my insides. I barely registered the hands around me, lifting me from the floor and rushing me to the infirmary. Voices swirled in the chaos, muffled and distorted, but none of them made sense.
My wolf howled within me, her anguish mingling with my own, and I struggled to focus through the haze. I could feel the healers’ hands on my skin, their energy warm and desperate as they worked to stabilize whatever was happening.
“She’s rejecting the shift,” one of them said urgently. “Her body’s fighting it.”
“She’s too far along for this to happen now!” another snapped.
Rejecting the shift? My muddled brain grasped at the words, and a wave of panic surged through me. My body had inst
