Marcus
The afternoon had flown by in a blur of preparations for Marcia's first shift into her lycan form. The King had told her to get some rest, sending her to bed while asking me to take him to the training grounds. He had explained that when a lycan first shifts they are disoriented and aggressive. The more powerful the lycan the shorter this disjointed period is, but also the more dangerous. If they do not immediately recognize those near them they can go on a killing spree before they settle.
For that reason, he said that the pack needed to have its strongest guards lining the outside of the arena with himself in his lycan form and me in my human form inside with her. Even in her lycan form, the hope was that she would recognize her family and her mate. This seemed like a good pl
