Though I hadn’t been able to see anyone—except Savage—as shadows, they’d all seen me and my mating mark. All five will recognise me on sight now. A stupid mistake and one I would definitely not be repeating. The memory makes me shiver and I clamp down on my wild anima, who knows that sex with my mates would be excellent fuel for my power. What to do, what to do. My brain is mush, and the fine bones in my wings burn with strain.
