~~Mira~~
I blinked up at Him, my chest still heaving from the fight, when something in his eyes shifted. His head snapped towards the wood — where the attacher had fled.
His lip curled.
A growl vibrated deep in his chest — low.
And then… he began to change.
Bones cracked.
His back arched as muscles tore and reformed. Clothes shredded apart like paper under a storm. Fur, black as midnight, rippled over skin that split and restructured. The sound of it— tendon twisting, ligaments snapping, joint rearranging— made my stomach churn.
His mouth elongated into a snout. Fingers curled into deadly claws.
He dropped to all fours.
And in the brink of a breath, he was gone.
A blur. A streak of shadow and exploding into the trees with monstrous speed.
Silence fell.
Then—
A scream.
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