Ivy’s pov.

When my eyes opened, the world was blurred at the edges, like I was floating between sleep and waking.

I couldn’t hear a thing. The healer’s lips moved somewhere above me, his brows drawn tight, but the sound refused to reach my ears. Panic prickled at first then I realized something else.

My body… felt different. Stronger.

The ache I expected after shifting for the first time wasn’t there. Instead, I felt light as if my muscles were no longer my own. My fingers twitched ...