WYATT STEPPED FORWARD, doing his best to keep Gillian hidden behind him. His teammates were already shifting, but he couldn’t do it. If he surrendered control to the bear, even though he thought his bear was more in control now than it had been the last time he’d shifted a year-and-a-half ago, he might not be able to return, at least not with any shred of himself intact.
It happened quickly. One moment, the newest generation of enhanced soldiers looked fully human, and the next they were that mishmash hybrid of human and shifter, smelling wrong to his nose. He growled at them, and it was strictly a bear sound issuing from him, revealing his bear was closer to the surface than he’d thought.
He tried to suppress the need to shift, moving forward to engage the one that looked like it was a
