Loading up my toothbrush, I brush my teeth and then head for the shower.
I make it halfway before a painful need to shift has me crying out in surprise and dropping to my knees as I fight the urge back.
In a second, Dayne is there, smoothing my hair from my face as my body goes from hot to cold, then back again. It feels like I’m burning up, and I push Dayne away because he’s only adding to my heat.
“Talis—”
“I’m fine.”
“You are not fine.” Tension rises at his words.
Right now, the last thing I need is for him to be blaming me for doing this to myself. I know it’s my fault, and I don’t need to hear it. I broke my wolf. I unbalanced myself. Now I have to face the consequences of that.
Even if it means Dayne will have to kill me because I can’t control myself.
“Let go, I need to show
