An earsplitting screech splits the night, the loudest, most terrifying sound I’ve ever heard. Ironwill’s ears flatten and his back bunches underneath us, and he bolts like a … well, like a spooked horse. “What is it?” Zo breathes into my ear. “What is she doing? Can she … can she shape-shift?” “I don’t know. I don’t know.” She made Rhen change shape, but I’ve never seen her do it. That doesn’t mean she can’t.