Jason's POV
The sensation of hitting the floor jolted me awake.
For a disorienting moment, I didn't understand what had happened. Then awareness crashed over me in waves: the hardwood floor beneath me, the lingering scent of Lysa's fear sharp in the air, and the horrifying realization that I was looking up at her through wolf eyes.
No. No, no, no—
I'd transformed. Sometime during the night, while she slept beside me, I'd lost control completely and shifted into my wolf form.
And now Lysa was staring at me with pure terror in her blue eyes, pressed against the wall as she'd just woken up next to a monster.
"Jason…" Crimson murmured inside my mind.
"I know."
My chest tightened.
Every instinct was screaming at me to stay close to her, to protect her, to make her u
