My wolf was back.

At least, I thought it was. The pressure in my chest built and grew until I was sure something was about to explode, something dangerous.

Come on, come on. Do your thing!

I dragged my feet, more frantic the closer we came to the dungeon. This was my only shot at getting away before they locked me up again. I wasn't sure how a phantom wolf could unlock shackles once I was bound in them again.

It was there. So close, I could feel it. So why ...