Logan POV
“Wolves never shift at the age of ten… how is that even possible?” Sam muttered, staring at the unconscious little girl lying on the bed in the infirmary.
Winter’s small body was still, her chest rising slowly as she recovered from the sudden shift that should never have happened at her age. Her parents stood at the corner of the room, pale with fear, holding each other for support.
I had been taking Kiya back when Sam mindlinked me about the incident.
“The girl felt restless and ran out of the house towards the forest. Her fifteen-year-old brother Daniel followed her. He hasn’t shifted yet and got scared, so he called their parents. When they reached her, she was already unconscious.”
“She is a white wolf,” one of my pack members reported quietly.
Sam and I exchanged a sha
