#Chapter 57: Under The Floor

Rage takes hold inside of Caleb, throbbing inside of his chest, then slowly pushes outward along his limbs. He tries to hold back his wolf, but the anger is so strong, so overwhelming, that his limbs start to elongate and his teeth sharpen. His fingers curl, sharpening into claws. That’s Harper’s fresh blood he smells in the air. He’s sure of it now. This close to wolf-shift, he can discern things even more clearly. His eyes also sharpen and focus, able to see into the pitch black beneath the floorboards. Which is how he knows with such certainty that Harper is under there, looking up at him with frightened, wide eyes. He doesn’t ask Madeline for an explanation. She will only feign ignorance, or attempt to otherwise feed him some outright lie. Caleb has no time for that. With his teeth sharpening and growing as they are, he’s not sure that he could talk anyway. He has no time for this. He crashes his hands down to the floorboards. Curling his claws around the boards he