She's magnificent and terrifying in equal measure.
Freya crouches in the corner. Partially shifted. Gold eyes glowing. Claws extended. Fur patches across her skin. Caught between human and wolf in a way that shouldn't be possible.
And it's killing her. I can see it. Feel it through the bond. Her body tearing itself apart trying to complete a shift it can't finish. Her wolf too powerful. Her human form too weak. Neither able to dominate. Both fighting for control.
"What the f**k were you thinking?" Anger bleeds into my voice despite trying to stay calm. "A ritual? Without telling me? Without anyone who could help if something went wrong?"
She whimpers. Tries to speak. What comes out is garbled. Half-words. Half-growls. Nothing coherent.
Kael surges forward in my mind. Demanding I help
