Charter 18
It wasn’t long before everyone had to admit that even in wolf form, Marcus wasn’t safe - his condition continued to deteriorate. Everything came to a head when he went to bed early, claiming that his skin itched and felt tight. Still a bit hesitant and quiet around the pack that wasn’t his, but fitting in much more naturally now, Marcus had left the living room and transformed mid-step into his pale-furred shape. On four paws, he’d padded past the couch and to the room which was pretty much his now, with Declan very nearly dropping a hand over the arm of the couch to stroke his spine as he went past. It was a totally unconscious action, and Declan just jerked his arm back in time. Of course, Kobi and Liz had totally noticed, but merely smirked and raised significant eyebrows while the
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