Kael didn’t waste a second after I took his hand. He pulled me to my feet, his grip firm but not harsh, and we started running again. The forest seemed darker now, the air thick with tension. I stumbled, still disoriented by what had just happened, but Kael kept me moving.
“Don’t stop,” he said, his voice sharp. “We’re not out of this yet.”
“What’s happening to me?” I asked, my voice shaking. My claws—the claws that were somehow mine—gleamed in the moonlight as we ran. “Why do I look like this?”
Kael glanced back at me, his expression unreadable. “You’re changing. Your wolf is awakening.”
“My wolf?” I echoed, my mind spinning.
“There’s no time to explain.” He yanked me to the side just as a shadow darted past us, narrowly missing my shoulder. A low growl followed, and I saw another se
