Griffin's POV

It had never crossed my mind that Dominique might never have had her wolf. I just assumed that she shifted when I wasn't present. Some of our kind prefer it that way, to be alone for the change. That she finally had, and it was with me, pleased me greatly. That she was comfortable with me, that I made her feel safe.

"I love you," I whispered, and shifted into my own second form, a massive black creature. Her wolf nipped playfully at mine, and took off ...