Gena watched from the corner of the yard she’d chosen, hidden by the shadows that had long ago become her allies. Wistfulness like a quickening flame burned within her. She had never been to a party like this before, though in all fairness, it was the longest she’d ever lasted at any kind of party with Delta inhabitants.
As soon as people had eaten and thrown themselves into the festivities, they changed before her eyes. Literally. Not all of them. Clutches of people remained, talking and dancing and laughing. She had been one of them, with Dylan as her anchor. But others, like Rex, had shifted into some animal form to race and cavort in and out of the house. Doug spent nearly an hour as some sort of snake, winding around Kate’s legs as he slowly climbed her body. Two others had flown ove
