Asher
My eyes flickered open, but I wasn't me, I was in my 14-year-old body.
The bodies of my parents lay in a pool of their own blood, torn to shreds. My eyes widened. A loud scream tore from my lips. My stomach twisted as I fell to my knees, retching from the horror in front of me.
I rushed toward them.
“Mum! Mum!” I screamed, shaking her lifeless body. No response. Tears streamed down my face.
“Dad! Dad!” I cried, shaking him too. Nothing.
“A…Asher, I… I think I just shifted,” Azazel’s voice came from behind me, cracked and broken.
I turned. He was covered in blood.
“What did you do!” I lunged at him, pinning him to the ground, my hands shaking.
“What do you mean you shifted? You can’t shift yet—you’re fourteen! You can’t even speak to your Lycan yet!” I yelled, tears blurrin
