Chapter 4Jyran jumped from the bed and onto the dresser. Panic clawed at his insides as a howl cut through the night, urging him to climb. The sharp teeth couldn’t reach him if he was above them. He scanned the room for somewhere higher to climb, flicked his tail to distract his attacker, turned his feet and got ready to bolt, and froze.
He was in squirrel form.
The hotel room came into view, and he pulled in a shuddering breath.
It’d been a dream. There were no wolves howling. No one was hunting him. s**t, he hadn’t shifted in his sleep since he’d been a kid.
Justin turned and gave him a sleepy look. Jyran froze and willed him to go back to sleep, to believe it was all a dream, but he blinked. Then a frown formed between his brows and he reached over to where Jyran should have been sl
