ARTEMISIA
I watched Sin as he strode to the window side. He tugged his hair and let out a low growl, making me think about what was happening to him.
Perhaps he was transforming? I mulled, remembering what I read on the internet.
He had said I shouldn't believe anything that was said there. But I could not help but wonder how he often transforms.
Would his bones break?
Would he be in agony, as stated?
And would he be bloodthirsty and look monstrous?
I couldn't stop picturing the way he would be in his wolf form. I had only seen his eyes swirling from black to golden. It was terrifying when I glanced at him during the transformation.
I doubt if I would want to stay in the same room as him if I saw him in his wolf form.
“If the question is too difficult for you to answer, yo
