'I know,' I snapped.
Aria moved toward me.
Focused, sharp and sweet at the same time.
She reached up and cupped Drake’s muzzle in both hands.
Her palms were warm against my fur, fingers curling into the white just beneath my eyes, and for a second the world narrowed to that touch. Owen’s small body was pressed against my back.
“You’re going to take our kids home,” she said quietly. “Promise me. Whatever it takes.”
Our kids.
The words twisted through my chest.
Drake whined low in his throat, a sound I couldn’t stop.
I didn’t want to nod.
I didn’t want to promise something that required leaving her behind.
But I saw it then — the shimmer in her pupils. Pink threading through green. Kara rising.
She wasn’t bluffing.
She was going to shift.
Drake dipped his head once and adjuste
