𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄
My breath hitched, freezing into a panicked cloud of white mist between us. Veronique didn't wait for an answer. She didn't need one.
I didn't waste a single precious second of my head start. Turning on my heel, I sprinted away from her, my boots sinking heavily into the pristine, treacherous drifts as I lunged toward the dark safety of the tree line.
Shift, Selene! Now! Kaia's voice tore through the center of my mind, loud, frantic, and fiercely commanding. She isn't going to give you five minutes. Drop!
I didn't hesitate. I threw myself forward, hitting the freezing powder face-first.
The moment my hands slapped against the snow, the transformation hit me like a physical wave of white-hot lightning. My spine buckled. The agony of bones splintering, stretching, and reforming tore through my body, a agonizing pressure that threatened to rip a scream from my throat.
