Chapter 49. No Control

Cassian POV

Shit.

I can see it in the seconds I’m able to glance through the barrage of rogues bearing down on me.

Lyra is shifting.

I haven’t had time to talk her through it, to help her understand the process. This was something I needed to coach her through, to tell her it’s okay, to introduce her slowly to the different stages and how to control the overwhelming change in sensory perception, in raw emotion.

But she’s alone now, on the other side of the vast clearing we’ve used as a campsite, and she’s not even answering me in the mind-link.

‘Lyra….’

Her wolf is beautiful, just as I expected. Her red hair is even more prominent in her wolf’s fur, and even this far away in the dim moonlight, her green eyes shine like g