“Rieka stop fighting it” She screams at me, fur sprouting along my arms and I feel my ankle snap painfully. I grip the table, my claws sinking into the softwood as she fights to shift. Ryker walks into the kitchen growling and my head snaps toward his face.
“I said no shifting” He growls. I grit my teeth against the searing pain.
“I am trying not to,” I tell him and I hear my wrist snap making me scream. “46!” I scream at her but she doesn’t listen, instead, a menacing growl escapes my lips and rumbles out of my chest. Ryker walks over gripping my arm tightly.
“Stop,” He says and I hear my other ankle snap, my canines protruding from under my lip.
“It's not me,” I tell him. He seems stunned for a second before I feel his Alpha Aura wash over me fast and hard bringing me to my knees. My
