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Hay! its been a while since i've been online, but I'd love to review your story! However, i didn't read the previous parts so i may not understand things that have been explained before hand.

He curled into a ball, tucking his nose into the nook of his hind leg. Embracing the darkness of his closed eyes, he plunged into sleep.

So, this was a tad odd to me; if i were alone, searching for something i didn't understand, i would be more careful. You need to make him take more precautions, maybe get him to find a secluded area and sleep there. Also, you need to look through the eyes of your character and have him observe the world around him, show more of his conscious thoughts and his personality. It seems to me like you need to go into some character development; your characters seem flat and unrealistic. Let your characters flesh themselves out, think about what they would like and think,

Sleep evaded Kasia. She sat on the steps leading up to the veranda of the small faded red cottage, picking at the flaking paint on the railings. A howl echoed down the valley. Looking up at the small summit of the mountain, Kasia tucked her thick brown hair behind her ears to hear better. They’re lonely, whoever they are, she thought sadly. The howl faded away and the flyscreen door banged open behind her.

“Was that someone howling?” Kammal asked, looking around with restless black eyes.
“No,” Kasia lied with innocence.
Kammal believed her. “Going insane...” he muttered, retreating back into the cottage.

Kasia felt bad when Kammal believed her so easily. But then again, why would he accuse her of lying about someone howling? Or a better question, why did she lie about the howl in the first place?

Why is this scene important at this point of time? small entries in stories with a switch in character is to convey something shocking and important, so what is it that makes her hearing him beforehand profound? Why is it that she felt the need to lie about something like this? You story seems fast paced; i know how it is (i used to write way too fast) so try to force yourself to imagine the surroundings, the characters thoughts and observations (Kasia needs development too), to think on what the air might smell like, what they are wearing, ext.

“Be serious, douche,” Kasia scolded. “Things could get ugly.”
“Don’t see how it can get uglier with you involved. The ugly meter would break.”
Kasia wacked Daine over the back of the head but she couldn’t help grinning.
“I’m kidding, cupcake,” Daine chuckled. “Chillax.”
Kasia’s eyebrows shot up. “Chillax? Cupcake? Right, Joseph, I’m gonna kick your ass.”
A blush crept up the back of Daine’s neck. He didn’t like people using his first name. “Honey, it would be funny to see you try.”

HEHE, using the 'douche' insult seems a wee bit out of place and abrupt. I'm all for cussing, but that set me back and pulled me out of the story. Say 'jackass' instead. Also, i'm confused where they are wolves and where they are human. I'm pretty sure that wolves can't talk, and that Wolves can't smack each-other or blush... so you may want to say something like "Kasia's fur disappeared in a snowy ripple, the soft white hair disappearing to reveal smooth skin and her bones realigning elegantly into a lithe human girl, long flowing hair just as white as her she-wolf form." notice all of the detail!!!!! detail is important, or the reader will be left behind in confusion.

She attacked and suddenly they were one. One ball of fur, rolling around on the ground at each other’s throats. She had him pinned in no time. Her blue eyes locked with his and she jumped off him instantly. Scrambling to his feet, he spun around to leave, tail between his legs.

This seemed abrupt, a little too quick of a confrontation. Slow this down a bit, mention how it felt to have him slam into the dirt, the sounds, the confusion, ext

VERY nice story, keep it up lovey!