My beast was clawing at my skin.

It was a struggle to keep my human form with Angel so close. She had moved away after Mason cleaned her. A thick blanket was wrapped tightly around her body as she sat a few feet away from the fire. Her petite body still trembled from the cold, but she refused to let me keep her warm.

I was trying my best to respect her boundaries.

“Your bed is ready,” Lucas called softly.

Angel turned her head to look at him and then stumbled to ...