Esme POV
"Lyra, is it supposed to hurt like this?" "Unfortunately, it's going to hurt us more than most because we need to fight through the last of your b**ch of a mother's spell," she says. "She is not my mother. She is nothing to me," I say through gritted teeth. "I know my sweet girl. Now hold on because it's going to get worse before it gets better," she says. As the last word leaves her mouth, my leg feels like it breaks in half.
I scream as my other leg does the same. Bone by bone they break and change. I feel like I can't take anymore when my face starts to elongate. The feeling of soft fur against my skin brings my focus away from the pain for a few seconds. My vision, that's been blurred by tears, clears long enough for me to see Fina's wolf lying down next to us. I reach out
