Dorothy was the ninth Southern Cross changed wolf and the first to reject the wolf who did it.

"Come on," I said to her as I trotted over, licking her neck. She followed me as I turned back for the sea and the resort. We don't say anything as we ran downhill. I talked her through shifting back when we arrive, and we went inside my room. Dorothy was exhausted from the change, so I wrapped her in a blanket and set her on the couch. I ducked out to my room and pulled sweats on, then started heating the teapot for hot chocolate. I gave her time to gather...