Hayley’s POV

The assembled werewolves—because that's clearly what they were—turned towards Aiden and me with a series of low, rumbling growls. I shrank back against the table I was still bound to, my heart pounding wildly.

 

One wolf in particular, larger than the others with a grizzled gray pelt, stepped forward and seemed to shift forms in a supernatural rippling of flesh and bone.

 

"Well, nephew," the newly humanoid figure said in a gruff baritone. "You've gotten yourself in quite the predicament this time, haven't you?"

 

Aiden, now fully reverted to his human form as well, straightened and met the elder wolf's steely gaze steadily.

 

"I did what I had...