Broken to prowess

Adolph's POV

“Are you certain you're prepared for this?”

Making Alexandro a werewolf made me feel very nervous. "If you aren't, we can stop." Alexandro appears really ready; it is clear that he was impatient. "Being a werewolf has always been my dream, and I'm not about to give up just yet." He put his two hands up while his eyes were closed. Man, I told you to quit doing that. On the intricately carved wooden chair, he sat up expectantly. I turned into a werewolf, grabbed his hand, and bit it with my fangs. He gritted his teeth, screaming in agony. I instantly returned to my human form.

I observed as Alexandro clutched his hand in anguish. There was blood dripping. Even though I was compelled to assist, I was aware that if I did, he would never again be a werewolf. He must go through this excruciating process. He got antsy and angry. He was moving around at such a painfully sluggish rate. He was breathing loudly and erratically, and I could hear his heart thumping more quickly than normal. He appeared to be passing away, for sure.

As he bit the earth in agony, his eyes began to turn crimson. “I can offer you something to relieve the pain, Alexandro.” He used his hands to create a stop sign for me. He continued to prowl the jungle while clutching every portion of his body that he could "hold" and yelling periodically. Screaming, "This f*****g hurts," he expressed his pain. I observed as his clothes disintegrated, his smooth skin developed hair, his eyes turned crimson, and his bones started to fracture. After some time, it started to change shape, and I could hear it making a wall-like sound.

His skin changed into thicker, fur-covered skin. His fangs were sharpening, his nails were getting longer, and he collapsed to the ground on all fours. He was no longer Alexandro; I watched as his ears grew larger, a pointed snout developed, and his eyes shone brightly in the dark. He had fully transformed into a werewolf; he briefly fell asleep, which was unusual; I watched him awaken; he howled and charged at me; he had forgotten who I was; his eyes were filled with rage.

rushed straight for my face. I knew I couldn't withstand him in human form, but I was quick enough to change before he leaped at me and dug his claws into my side. I held him apart and pushed him away. He charged me back. I used my mystery power to control his mind. However, instead of remaining calm, he charged for the tree instead. He was so violent and aggressive that he leaped for the hyenas and tore them to pieces. He slowly began to take on his human shape again as the full moon started to set.

After he returned to being a normal human, he stared at his hands weakly and asked, "What happened?" He was startled that the wound had healed. Where did you bite me? Will I never experience being a werewolf again? Why am I having so much trouble remembering?” He is extremely tense because his blood is pumping more quickly than usual, as it does for everyone who has recently been transformed into a wolf. "Calm down, man, you'll be fine; your wolf healing abilities made that go away." I observed his still-red eyes. “You just don’t have the power over your wolf, man, yet.”

"What exactly does that mean?"

“You are still unable to control it.”

“When can I begin exerting control over it?”

“You just have to get used to it at first; it will take some time.”

“What's the time frame for that?”

"Man," I'm not sure.” Finally, he got up while feeling at ease. “If I want to become a werewolf, do I have to keep getting bitten by you?”

“You're now a werewolf, and there is no way to reverse it, Alexandro; it's a one-time thing.” As we shook hands, I grinned at him. "We should head back to town," he said.

“You go ahead; I'll be in my house here tonight.”

"Oh cool." I watched him hobble till he reached the main road.

Since my father passed away, the forest has served as my haven; it was essentially the only place I could hide from the obnoxious, evil outside world. As I performed my favourite song, I went into my lair.

She sounded so hurt; I couldn't stop thinking about Zora. Are humans always so cynical? I shook her thoughts from my head and immediately dozed off.

Tyson’s POV

I know what Alexandro was considering because of how quiet he was; he was probably on his way to Adolph's place, but I would have to get into his mind. “You can only be a werewolf once a month, Alexandro; you cannot change back into one until the following full moon”. He gave me a startled expression as he picked up his skateboard and started to walk away. "Adolph lied to you; you will never get used to it." This time, he took a moment to reflect. "Isn't it enough that you go around snooping in other people's business? Do you also go about calling people's best friends liars, 'alpha'?" he sniffed in mockery. I felt enraged.

I wanted to tear him apart, but I knew that if I did, I wouldn't succeed in getting what I wanted." Do you believe you can alter at will? Since the moon is not fully full yet, have you tried turning into a werewolf? I took a moment to give what I said to him time to register: "I simply want to help you; I could take you to a sorcerer who can create you a part to help you change at will, whenever you want to. What are you likely to gain from it? I laughed. What do you suppose I may possibly gain? I reflected on myself. I'm here to disprove your best friend's portrayal of me as the bad guy, just so you know."

I wanted to rip him apart, but if I did that, I wouldn't get what I wanted, so I had to maintain my composure. “Do you think that you can change at will? , Since there isn't yet a full moon, have you tried turning into a werewolf?” I paused to give him time to process what I had just said: “No, because you can't.”

I smiled. "I only want to help you; I could take you to a sorcerer who can make you a portion to help you change at will, whenever you want to."

“What benefits could you possibly derive from it?”

I chuckled. “

What potential benefits do you see for me?

“Just to show you that I'm not the bad guy your best friend has portrayed me to be."

He was clearly giving it some thought.

I couldn't wait to hear what he had to say.