Chapter 1201 Sacrifices Must Be Made

• Ian
• “I’m not about to shift.”
• “Your eyes tell me another story,” Fraser replies, taking a single step to round the table and gauge my reaction. When I don’t leap toward him in a blur of black, scaled fur and teeth, he grips the top of a chair and rolls his shoulders. “You don’t have the luxury of living your normal life right now. You’re out of control. You know you are, and the only way forward is training these beast forms into submission. You’re already past the mental block that would otherwise give these beasts full authority, and that is progress, Ian. But there is much more work to do before the next full moon.”