Chapter 14

Thor stood on the periphery of the forest with his eyes closed, and Nica knew he was attempting to communicate with the Wolf inside him. Her own beast stirred. The sound of her thick, shaggy feathers rustling filled the inside of her mind’s eye, and Nica doubled over. She felt sick with the need to shift.

Not safe. Not safe.

But telling her Raven it was not safe to change didn’t seem to do the trick as it had over the past few weeks. Her stomach cramped, and she whimpered. Trying to fight a shift sucked. It was painful in a way she could hardly describe. Like a million tiny needles pricking all over her body, while her gut was twisted, clenched inside a giant vise.

“Nica!” Thor rushed to her, his black eyes glittering at her in the darkness.

“Can’t let her out,” she grunted.

“How long has it been?” he asked, and panic hit her.