[Araya's POV]
The days following Araya's first shift blur together in a haze of training and exhaustion. Ronan pushes her to shift multiple times a day, forcing her body to adapt to the transformation until it becomes less painful, less clumsy.
Each shift gets easier. The bones c***k with less agony. The muscles reshape with more fluidity. The fur comes faster, smoother.
Araya's white wolf grows stronger with every transformation. Her balance improves. Her coordination sharpens. She can run through the forest now without stumbling, can leap over fallen logs and dodge between trees.
But the shifts take their toll.
Araya's body is constantly exhausted, her muscles screaming in protest even when she's in human form. She eats more than she ever has before, her body demanding fuel to susta
