I can’t believe the rogue came back. Not only that—he saved my ass from the literal jaws of death. I’m never going to live this down.
Luckily, Sam and Oliver are too busy dissecting the madness of tonight to mock me. Though I’m sure it won’t take long.
“Hey, Ez, has the rogue passed out?” Sam’s question snaps me out of my thoughts.
“Yeah, I think so.”
“Shouldn’t he have changed back by now? No shifter can hold their form while unconscious. How is that possible?” Oliver asks, the intrigue clear in his voice.
Sam laughs. “A lot of what he did tonight shouldn’t be possible. I mean, come on—he scared off an alpha with one growl.”
As they talk, I take a closer look at the unconscious wolf in my arms—more specifically, the collar around his neck. When I realize what it is, I stop dead in m
