Briar
The way back was a blur of shadows and moonlight. My legs trembled with each step, adrenaline still coursing through my veins. Damian's massive black form stayed close, his fur occasionally brushing against mine in a comforting gesture.
As we reached the edge of the clearing where Damian's car was parked, he nudged me gently with his snout.
"You should shift back and get dressed," he said, his mental voice tinged with concern. "I'll keep watch."
I nodded, padding towards the bushes where I'd hidden my dress earlier. As I shifted back to my human form, I braced myself for the pain I was sure would come. The rogue's claws had dug deep into my sides, and I could still feel the phantom ache of where they'd pierced my skin.
But as I ran my hands over my waist, confusion washed over m
