Page 29 of Bitten Shifter (The Bitten Chronicles #1)

Chapter Twenty-Nine

The world swims into focus slowly, like a camera lens clicking frame by frame.

Click.

Merrick’s alpha command reverberates in my mind, desperate yet futile. The shock in his voice, disbelief tangible as the Alpha Prime himself fails to compel me to shift.

“She’s a sigma,” someone whispers. The words hang in the air, heavy with meaning I don’t quite understand.

Click.

“Please, Lark, shift for me,” Merrick pleads, the authority gone from his tone, replaced by raw intensity. My body stirs at the fated connection between us, even though commands don’t work. I shift.

Click.

Overhead, helicopter blades whirr, sending a gust of air that carries shouts I can’t decipher.

Click.

Merrick’s tone turns icy. “If she dies, I will kill you all.”