---POV Ayame---
“Vil?” I asked, aimlessly petting his fur. He huffed once and I waited. “What if I turn into a werebear because of my past and all of this is for nothing?”
He pulled his head off my lap and looked at me. I could see the brow raise almost immediately. I giggled lightly. “I guess you’re right. At this point, does it even matter?”
He plopped his head down on my lap again and I stretched, snuggling further into his back. “I don’t know. I should be more concerned with this, but I’m just going to enjoy the fun of being a little different. Not being the scared little girl anymore. Even better, I get to train in my spirit form, which will definitely hurt a lot less.” I immediately thought about how I could train and get stronger for them, for my pack, and for the impending fight
