Evie stopped breathing.
The wolf was enormous, far larger than any natural wolf had a right to be. Its fur was dark grey with silver streaks, particularly around the face and shoulders. Its paws were the size of dinner plates.
And its eyes were the same impossible amber as Nate's.
They watched her with unmistakable intelligence. With awareness. This wasn't an animal. This was Nate, wearing a different shape.
"Oh my God," Evie breathed.
The wolf's ears flicked forward. It took one careful step toward her, then another, moving with predatory grace that should have been terrifying.
Was terrifying.
But also... beautiful.
Evie's hand lifted without conscious thought. The wolf stopped immediately, waiting. Patient.
"You're really..." She couldn't finish the sentence.
The wolf made a so
