The air changed. It didn't just get colder; it became thick with the scent of a predator, a smell so sharp it made my skin crawl.
I watched, frozen, as Sora’s body contorted. The sound was the worst part; the wet, rhythmic thud of her heart accelerating and the sickening crack of her bones snapping and lengthening.
Her human face vanished, stretched into a lethal, charcoal-furred mask of death.
A bone-chilling howl tore through the air, vibrating so hard in my chest I thought my heart would stop. Sora was gone. In her place stood a massive wolf, her eyes glowing with a dark, murderous intent.
Fear clutched my stomach, my panic returning so fast that when I tried to breathe, the air felt like shards of glass in my throat. I was certain of it now, this was the end. I was the girl with
