…Change back…
…Change back…
Nory was heading toward her with a blanket in her hands.
…Change back…Dodger whispered. …it’s okay, Destiny. Change back…
And her body did something so strange. It curled in on itself, and in a moment of blinding pain, it snapped into something else.
She lay there panting as Nory tucked the blanket around her. Dodger picked her up immediately. He was a man again too. He was hurt.
His dark hair was mussed, and his eyes glowing so bright. There was a grim set to his mouth as he walked her toward his truck.
She reached up and touched his face.
“It’s going to be okay,” he gritted out. He was so angry still.
“Dodger,” she whispered, touching his face again.
He looked down at her.
A smile took her face. “I’m not fragile anymore.”
Dodger gritted out a curse and sank down to the snow on his knees, cradling her close to his chest. His lips crashed onto hers, and he gripped her hair behind her ear as he drank her in.
“Fuck, I thought I lost you,” he whispered, his forehead against hers. He kissed her again and eased back. “You should see your eyes,” he whispered, searching her face.
She brushed her fingertip under his left eye, along a healing cut. She could see every shade of blue, every dark web of pattern in his irises. This werewolf vision was something else. “You should see yours.”
He was the most destructive, powerful, beautiful creature she’d ever seen.
And from the way he looked at her, he saw her in the same light.
Give them your rage.
She had, and now everything was broken into something beautiful.
Never again would she call her life same old, same old.
Today started a life completely new.
Chapter Twenty
This life was mostly happily ever after…but it wasn’tallhappily ever after.
There was no substitute teaching position for her anymore. She wouldn’t have a classroom, or be working inside of the school any longer, but she was able to keep her crossing guard job. So long as she wore sunglasses and kept her animal hidden.
She still had faith that someday, the human rules would lessen, and she could teach, but for now, that dream was on the shelf. That had been the hardest part of being Turned. It was the biggest part of her life she’d had to accept and mourn.
There was so much good though.
Over the last two weeks, she had moved in with Dodger in his den…their den now. She had leaned on him to heal up and grown closer to Delta and Nory. Nory had mentioned wanting to be Turned and had asked questions about Lyric. Destiny had no answers. Lyric had disappeared into thin air. Her wolf, strangely, yearned for a connection with her Maker.
The Rogue Pack had been patient with her questions, and Liam had encouraged the other wolves to Change when she needed to, so they could bond her to the Rogue Pack instead of the Pack she was Turned into. She could hear the voices of the people here, so she thought it was working.
Liam was a good Alpha. Delta and Nory were good friends.
Dodger was the best mate she could’ve imagined.
