Brothersong (Green Creek 4)

My claws grew.

A powerful beat thundered in my head, urging me to chase and hunt and bite.

My clothing tore as I

i

i

i am wolf

run

run fast

stop him

gavin

gavin

gavin

hear me

hear me i need you to hear

me you can’t do this

you can’t leave

not

there you

are i see you

you’re fast

but i’m faster

i

I shifted back as I tackled him, sliding along the ground. I ended up on top of him. He was on his back, paws kicking up into me, scratching my skin. He tried to snap at me. I gripped his snout with my hand, holding his mouth closed before turning his face into the ground. I roared at him, eyes flashing as I lowered my face to his.

He stopped struggling. He whined, eyes violet and scared.

“Shift back,” I bit out.

He didn’t.

“Shift. Back.”

I felt the muscle and bone grinding against me. The hair receded, and all that remained was the man I’d come to know. He scowled as he shoved me off him. I fell to the ground at his side but was up on my feet before he could move again.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Stupid Carter,” he muttered, pushing himself up. “Stupid, stupid Carter.”