Control,Kane agreed in my mind.
It was a word with dual meaning.
He knew that my human half was resisting me.
She was why this shift was going all wrong.
Kane had pushed me into stronger awareness.
My alphas’ call had made me open my eyes.
But now Katlyn fought me.
Fought us.
Do not deny me.
Do not reject me.
Do not make me feel that again.
My soul still stung with the wound of rejection from the four alphas we had mated to under the High Moon.
I couldn’t allow my human soul to reject her other half.
She was going to let me in.
One way… or another.
KATLYN
Fatigue draped over me as I whimpered from the never-ending pain.
I was stronger than this. Anger made my malformed jaw clench. I couldn’t believe that I could be reduced to such a state.
Nothing got to me.
Nothing… until now.
I was supposed to be human, right? I wasn’t cut out for this shit.
My emotions were already battered from Charlie’s loss, then my suicide run to make sure no one else met his fate.
I hadn’t expected to survive the night.
But we did survive,my wolf assured me.
That voice that was my own—and at the same timenot—and she continued to demand that I hand over control.
Let.
Me.
In.
She was Kaitsja. That’s why I never preferred that name—because it was my wolf’s title.
My instincts told me that this wasn’t normal among wolf shifters. While a wolf’s soul was another entity that lived in tandem with their human, it wasn’t this level of duality.