Chapter 26

You know that jumping-off-the-dive-board feeling when you’re about to die and you see your entire life flashing before your eyes? Maybe you can get the drift, because that was exactly how my insides felt when I realized that the enchantment altering my appearance had reversed.

I sat on the mattress, stark-bollock naked, still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm. A lock of my original blonde hair fell to my face, and I tucked it behind my ear, already feeling my features were less delicate.

Griff stood three feet away, his back braced against the fabric wall of our pop-up shelter. His broad chest rose and fell like bellows, looking like he was building himself up to a hurricane of wrath.

Meanwhile, Beki, my sweet innocent wolf, tried to hide in the furthest corner of my soul. Gulping, I tried not to show any weakness. She'd warned me to confess my identity to Griff, but I’d been so swept away by the knowledge that he hadn’t betrayed me that I had let him give me oral even thoug