♔Tristen (P.O.V)
In my wolf form, the crisp breeze blows through my fur, and I welcome the relaxing feeling it brings. Even though the cold would bother a regular human, it usually doesn’t affect werewolves the same way.
The reds, yellows, and oranges shine through the trees that surround me as the leaves slowly begin to die off. It’ll be winter in almost a month, one of the harshest seasons for those of us without a pack. Or worse, those of us who are weakened by a lack of nourishment.
The cold can get to anyone if you’re weak enough. More often than not, it’s the reason some of the werewolves out there don’t shift back. A sign for their imminent demise if they keep shifting is when they are forced to allow their wolves to take over.
Normally our human half has control over both shift
