Alpha Moon (The Cain Chronicles) (Seasons of the Moon) by SM Reine Page B

“Sweetheart, I’m ready to be part of your life. I’ll accept all of it. Even…this.” Her face brightened when Trevin dropped his shirt.
    Rylie rolled her eyes. “We’ll be out all night, so don’t stay up for us.”
    “Have fun,” Jessica said. To her credit, she only sounded a little nervous.
    Abel joined hands with Rylie, drawing her into the pack as the energy of the moon swept over them. The huge, silvery sphere hung over the ridges of the mountains, turning the trees into blue shadows and making the waterfall sparkle.
    “Ready?” Abel asked.
    Rylie tilted her face toward the moon, drinking in its rays, spreading her energy through the pack.
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    She allowed all of her wolves to change at once, drawing their pain away so that they could shift effortlessly into their second skins. Fur blossomed like flowers facing the sun. They were a dozen different shades of gray and brown and gold—huge, beautiful beasts that Rylie could never see as monsters.
    Rylie and Abel changed last. He was black, and she was gold. Together, they were the sun and the night, yin and yang.
    She was afraid to face her mother, afraid to see Jessica’s reaction. But she wasn’t going to try to hide from her mom anymore. Rylie turned to her proudly—Alpha of the pack.
    Jessica’s hands covered her mouth, eyes filled with tears. “You’re beautiful,” she said.
    Rylie’s heart swelled. Abel rammed his face into hers, as if to say, I told you so .
    The pack ran into the night, and Rylie was home.