Chapter 29

I consider shifting, but in the end, I don’t want to be hanging around the Bogs buck ass naked, and I sure as shit don’t want to have to borrow Derwyn’s clothes. So I walk.

The night is still moonless, but the clouds have cleared, and a hundred stars are out, low and bright like they are in fall. Occasionally, a car shushes down the empty streets. The humans have vacated our territory for the day. Mated shifters are home, the unmated are hanging out at the marina, and the elders are in bed.

Everything is as it should be, and there’s no comfort in it at all....