"Ziva, give your human control," Alpha Zion commanded, his voice firm.

"I can't," Ziva replied, shaking her head. "Aliyah doesn't know how to take control from me yet. If I force her, we could both end up stuck in limbo."

Zion's expression hardened. "You can't show your golden wolf form to the world—not yet. Staying in control will eventually lead you to shift, so you must give her control back."

Ziva sighed, clearly frustrated. "There's a way. You can call her, just like ...