Book 17: Just Like You

Posey

The shadow shifts form, the massive wolf finally coming into full view just seconds before his body rolls into its human form, cloaked in tendrils of night. Silver eyes. A mask that gleams in the moonlight–all those gems. All that iron. Minerals I’ve touched. Mended to fit. Armor of black coating his body. His usual cloak. I’m not imagining it.

He’s wearing the newly mended helmet, and it glows with his powers.

Blood seeps down my legs as I curl them against my chest, trying to wiggle back as far as I can against the tree.

His determined steps align with my rapidly beating heart. Dread worse than being thrown and bitten by those wolves rips through my senses. Tears blur my vision. I extend a trembling hand like I can push him away. “Please–” I croak, choking on a sob. “P-please don’t, Aris. Don’t h–hurt me! I