"Em..." Tripp breaks my train of thought. "Patrick has returned from the house... Damian thinks we should go soon before he leaves again. We lost our window before, but we need to get in there before something happens to Vik."
I nod. I have spent the last few hours sitting alone in my room, hiding from everyone. I don't know what all these changes in me mean, but I did not ask for this. I just want to be a normal human living a happy life with my husband. Why is that so hard?... I stand and follow Tripp into the office where Damian is sitting, a large flatscreen before him with a map of the house.
"Damian, how are we doing this?" I ask, unsure of the best course of action.
"I think the safest thing to do is to lure out the shifters from the house and into the woods. If we can separate t
