Aria’s POV
I still remember how it felt.
My first shift.
The day began like any other, but by morning's end, I was restless and aching. Alpha Simmons, Luna, Mom, and Dad were all worried sick. Not only did they call the healer, but they also brought in a human doctor to examine me. None of them could figure out what was wrong. There were no signs of illness, and my symptoms didn’t match anything known. Still, the pain was real and unrelenting.
By late afternoon, Mom noticed something strange. My hair had grown visibly longer, almost to my waist, and my ears had begun to narrow into points. Her eyes widened, and she gasped, calling for Dad with urgency in her voice.
“Take her outside! Now!” she yelled, her voice shaking.
Dad looked confused, but he didn’t argue—one of the reasons they
