Chapter 22

Tyler. A knot of unease tightened within me. Staring up at me was Arya but not the human Arya. This Arya was an average-sized wolf, with silver-bluish streaks that lined her fur in stripes. I thought she said she didn’t have a wolf. How had this happened? Was it a result of starting the mating process? No, I shook my head. That was not important. What was important was this new revelation, and how it affected everything. “What are you not telling me, Arya?” I asked her, my voice struck with awe. It couldn’t be. No. I didn’t even want to think about it. Her wolf let out a low howl that hung in the air, a reminder that this was not a dream. Amber eyes stared back at me and I could see the questions that swirled in them. Then the moment passed, and her wolf disappeared. Standing in its place was her in her human form. She fell to the ground in a heap and I rushed to her side, terrified that this sudden transformation had somehow drained her. I was right, because she could barely lift