I GASPED BACK INTO my own skin on the rough stone floor of the cavern. The dampness beneath me was overwhelmed by the battling canines inside.
“You’re as bad as I was,” Blackburn growled above me. His heel nudged my kidneys, but that didn’t hurt nearly as much as the wolves clawing their way through my midsection. “You smelled perfectly ordinary yesterday. Now look at you. Another victim to that prehistoric booby-trap.”
So Blackburn had been Changed via an artifact rather than with a syringe the way I was. I tried to cling to that revelation, but my wolf and the pregnant girl’s beast were both working their way up to my brainstem, jostling for footholds and settling on tooth-holds instead.
One long canine fang broke in the mouth of the invading wolf as she struggled for leverage. Then m
