Ashton wished they had time for Loren's change to finish, but they didn't. Two hours had already passed when Ashton called it.

"Sorry, but we gotta go."

He tugged Loren up onto the bike and headed back home the roundabout way. Loren clung to him, face buried in his back as he fought off a wave of pain. Ashton remembered when he'd done the change. Though his memories were a smear, he knew that the first few hours had been at the headquarters, lying on the floor, curled ...