Third Person’s POV
When Ezekial was set down back on his feet, his knees gave out.
His heart was racing, faster than he’d ever thought possible, and he was breathless, clutching his chest with the certainty that he’d never felt like this before. Dizzy, off balance, he vacantly heard Cassius ask where his father was.
Cassius, at least, seemed to be going back to his regular form.
Trenton wasn’t—caught in the form of a beast, his eyes still flashing that harrowing ember.
“Why aren’t you shifting?”
Ezekial could hear ragged breathing now, louder even than his own, and glancing up at his son—or what was supposed to be his son—he had no time to react as Trenton lunged at him. Cassius, always the strongest of the two, threw himself forward, dragging his long-time f
