The silence that followed felt almost ceremonial.
As Roman surrendered control to the wolf, the transformation began to move through his body in slow, deliberate waves. Unlike the violent shifts that accompanied battle, this one unfolded with remarkable restraint, as though the beast itself understood that fear had no place in this room.
Bones lengthened and reshaped beneath his skin while powerful muscles rolled across his frame in smooth, controlled movements. The fabric of his sweater stretched and tore along the seams, unable to contain the size of the creature emerging beneath it. Moonlight spilled through the towering windows, silvering every stage of the transformation and turning the entire scene into something ancient and strangely beautiful.
Leo never looked away.
His eyes re
