OLIVIA POV
I couldn’t believe Tiara was already this strong.
Two days. That’s all it had taken. Two goddamn days, and she’d gone from a whisper in the back of my mind to a full-on storm.
It was like a switch had been flipped.
On. Off.
And suddenly she was here. Loud, fierce, completely alive—and with an attitude that made me roll my eyes and smile all at once.
She’d always been the wild part of me, the fire when I was too cautious, the bite when I wanted to hide.
But now? Now that she had her mate close—her perfect mate—she was unhinged.
Completely.
Even the shift hadn’t hurt, after all this time.
Not a flicker of pain. Not even a twinge.
One second I was human, and the next—
Light.
Fur.
Freedom.
It was so smooth, so easy, I almost cried.
The air hit my lungs like a promise
