“I’m a wolf,” he said simply. She squinted to take a proper look at his face, he looked to be around her age, she dropped her stick.
“That is obvious,” Hazel blurted out as she looked at his half-wolf form. He has partly shifted in a way that his tail still remains despite all his other body now human. When he saw that Hazel was looking at something sticking out from behind him, he sighed.
“Every time I try to appear scary, I always end up looking cute,” he smiled sheepishly as he ran a hand through his short gold hair. “I’m Mark, a pack member of the Lycan pack.”
He reached to shake Hazel but she takes a step back instead of returning his gesture, she refused and shifted to her wolf form instead before jumping into the woods and heading back to the pack but right before she could reach
