olded in hand. The hooves of her horse struck the rocks, sending sparks flying as they rode down the trai

be her cousin Soren Vale, forging his mark into the Academy's accounts, betting everything on a spell th

ly bowed. Serena hopped off her horse and strode to the manor house without delay. She did not stop unt

ng up with all the elegance of a man who had not lost the vigor of his wolf to

is shoulder. His hug was comforting, calming

ou," he said, leaning back to look at her. "So, tell

though her chest stil

of the herd of hooves in the middle of the night." He nodded to the directi

inside, two steps at a time over the wood

er ball up and down against his palm. He did not even blink at her ent

nt. His eyes narrowed as he read it, before his smile turned to amazement and then to

breathing in ragged gasps fro

ghing. "Do you realize what this is? You'l

tone cutting. "They're not going to be seeing Serena Val

curves, her smell unmistakable evidence of her femaleness. "And how are y

same a hundred times over. But before she could resp

to assist you," he growled. "B

t Woods, well beyond where most of the wolves would venture. Th

and moss, Serena's skin crawled. Smoke drifted from a

a confidence that Serena could not help but envy. He knocked

r hung down her back like a river of ash; her cloudy eyes glowed with moon

e, wolf boy?" the witch rasped, he

Serena. "My cousin is i

rena, pausing at her chest, her hips, her

the fear that swelle

your voice can be hidden. But the body will always tell truth when the moon calls. During y

isk," Serena dec

lips curled into something

ck liquid. The smoke spiraled around Serena wrapping her like fingers, soaking into her skin. Heat flowed

flatter in the chest and her shoulders were broader. Her scent was no

g," she said

. "Just remember, little alpha, p

erena looked into the water trough, and barely recognized the boy t

crazy," he said with admiration, "but Mooncre

s. Tomorrow she left for the academy. Tomorrow she would walk into a den o

ng, she permitted herse

he way an ancient god would command, saying, inhumanly, You are Soren Vale. Repo

e, blood ru

pposed to activate

urs to emb

d still, she was summoned. To waltz into the Academy as herself would ensure she was