Kael's POV
I was lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in the darkness. Only the dim light coming through the glass windows kept the room visible.
The other four weren't here, and sleep wasn't coming to me. In the middle of the night, when I finally felt my eyes grow heavy, I sensed something strange. I sat up and looked towards Eira, and to my surprise, she wasn't there on the mattress.
Then something shiny caught my eyes. A silver wolf, its fur glowing in the moonlight pouring through the wall-sized glass window. It wasn't on the mattress but sleeping on the floor, its entire body curved protectively around the box where Vixen and her kittens slept.
She had finally shifted again, and this time it was nothing like her previous shift—no pain, no difficulty.
Had she really gotten used to shifting after just one try? That was indeed surprising. I had thought she might be scared of shifting again because of the pain she felt, but then another question arose.
