Page 53 of Psycho Shifters
Before he left, Ascher sneered down at me one more time.
Cobra just kept staring. He still had snake eyes, and it was freaking me out. How come he didn’t have to change back?
Once they were all gone, I pictured my two-legged form, and when the tingling started, I imagined shoving myself through a wall.
I transformed back. My naked form pressed against the cold floor.
In a rush, I dug through the room until I found a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt in Ascher’s locker.
His clothes smelled like rich conifers, and I took a second to sniff them. It was wonderful, like hugging a soft tree.
I had to roll the shorts up about five times, and they still hung loose off my hips. The black sweatshirt, which had been tight on Ascher, hung to my mid thighs.
Nervously, I looked down at my exposed legs.
My tan legs were embarrassingly skinny, and weirdly they never grew any hair. I had seen hairy male and female shifter legs, so I knew mine were not normal. At least my scars were covered.
“Time’s up. Let’s…” Jax trailed off when he saw me standing there.
All three men stared down at my exposed legs in shock.
My cheeks flamed hot. I didn’t need them to tell me my legs were embarrassing.
Their alpha scents—chestnuts, pine, and frosty snow—grew thicker in the small room. Their eyes glowed, and the rich pheromones made my mouth water.
“I’m ready,” I said quietly, breaking the spell. “Sorry, I need privacy to change. I couldn’t change back with you all—”
Jax cut me off by grabbing my face with both his massive hands.
“Are you injured?” His gray eyes glowed as he softly growled, gold jewelry tinkling.
“I’m fine. I think shifting back healed my wounds.” It was bizarre; my side no longer burned with pain, and I felt lighter and healthier than I had in a while.
Ascher manhandled Jax out of the way. For a second, his lush lips softened, and he didn’t look so angry.
Immediately, Ascher’s signature scowl returned. “It usually does for alphas. You still need to go to the ward to get checked.”
Cobra grunted, like Jax was being dramatic.
I agreed with Cobra.
“Obviously, she’s going to the ward.” Jax proceeded to drag me by my arm like a caveman.
“You’re being ridiculous.” I stumbled over my own feet as Jax pulled me through the massive gym and down the long hallways.
The training compound was a sprawling maze of hallways and rooms, and I struggled to orient myself.
My sense of direction sucked. Although, not for lack of trying.
“I can walk myself,” I repeated like a broken record. Jax just kept growling and dragging me about like a prized deer.
“I told you to stay behind me during battle,” Jax said instead of acknowledging my words.
“I was! Until Ascher was being carried away and everyone was on the ground. I had no choice. Trust me, I didn’t plan to, and I didn’t want to have to go after him. It all just sort of happened. Plus, you wanted me to transform, and I did. So, it was actually a good thing.” I rambled as I thought back to the chaos of the forest. I hadn’t had a choice.
“No, what you did was not a good thing. We said we’d protect you. You shouldn’t have done that. I had it under control,” Ascher snapped from behind me.
“Bullshit.”