The night air crackled with wild energy.
Samantha knelt in the forest clearing, her breath ragged, her heart pounding like war drums. Her fingers had become claws, her senses sharpened, and every breath she took was laced with the pulse of the earth beneath her. The howl she had heard was real, not dreamt still echoed in her mind.
And then, it happened.
Her body seized with sudden heat, like a fire igniting deep in her chest. Her spine arched, her mouth opened in a silent cry, and the world spun around her. Her skin shimmered in the moonlight, splitting and shifting, her bones stretching, her limbs bending.
She didn’t scream.
She surrendered.
With a final jolt, the change overtook her and she was no longer a girl.
She was a wolf.
A breathtaking, silver-pelted creature, sleek and lu
