I shift and pick up Cole and head for the woods. I do not know what to do, he is not waking up. I cradle him, our naked bodies absorbing each other's warmth. Malka is sad, and before I know it sure takes over. I do not know what she is doing until it is too late. My canines extend and we latch on to his shoulder. He wakes up screaming and thrashing. I scoot away, as he start to shift. His beast is the size of Aries now and is angry. He does not recognize me, he turns to me and rush me. We slam into a tree, and I shift when he grabs both my arms. I push him off and our beast attack each other. Neither one of us are holding back, but he is stronger and more experienced. After what feels like hours he pins me down, Malka raises her neck submitting. At that instant his eyes softens and
