FIA
"Run," I told Morrigan, and I meant it. I didn't look away from Aldric when I said it, because I knew the moment I did, he would take advantage of it. "Get out of here. Now."
"No."
It came out flat, like she had already made peace with whatever was about to happen.
I spared her a glance anyway, and that was my first mistake. She had moved closer instead of retreating, her stance shifting as the change started to take hold. It wasn't a full shift, not yet, but I could see it happening under her skin, bones pressing and reforming, fingers lengthening into claws that caught the dining room light. Her breathing had changed too, becoming heavier and deeper as something older and meaner rose to the surface.
"Mother-in-law, you can't—"
