Chapter 11: Sacred Grounds and Mate Bonds
(Scarlett's POV)
I huddled behind one of the larger stones, utterly horrified by my situation. My wolf was stuck halfway through my transformation. I couldn’t shift back into my human form fully, and I couldn’t move forward into my wolf form either. My muscles ached in this awkward, unnatural state. Every time I twitched, the sharp pangs of discomfort pulled a growl from my throat.
“Jenna!" I hissed, trying to mask the panic threatening to spill over. "Please tell me you're still out there!"
"I'm here!" she responded quickly. Her voice was loud enough that I swore every training wolf within a mile probably heard. "But Scarlett… this isn’t getting better. You’ve been like this for nearly an hour."
Her tone sent a fresh wave of humiliation
