Asher headed off in one direction and Erika in the other. Once she was a short distance into the woods, she stripped off her clothes and shoes. Then she shifted into her wolf. She returned to the stream and lapped up a long cool drink. When she’d had her fill, she looked around.

When she is in her wolf, her vision improved. The greens were crisp and alive, the orange and red of the wildflowers stood out like they were brushstrokes from a painter. All the gorgeous detail of the wild ...