Elara'S POV
The full moon broke through the clouds long enough to see her in all of her glory. After several days of rain, most of the snow had melted, leaving patches of white in the shadier spots under the thick evergreens.
I looked at Lysander. “So, how does this work?”
He placed his hands on my shoulders. “Relax and give into it. The moon will draw out your wolf whether you want it to or not, so let go and let it happen.”
“Okay.”
That sounded easy enough.
He started to undress in the near freezing cold of the rose garden. For some privacy, we’d chosen a spot some way away from the White River Wolves and the few lone wolves who made up the Penumbra Pack.
I followed Lysander’s lead. My skin instantly pebbled from the chill. Inside, I was a mess of nerves and questions. What would
