Chapter 42
My first wolf-to-woman transformation did worse than nothing. Rather than receding into humanity, the President curled back his lips and released a scream that transitioned midway into an undulating howl.
He was beyond the middle of his change of bone structure. Not externally, where his body was still largely furless and definitely two-legged. But somewhere in his heart’s center, the President had passed the point of no return.
“I have to...” I started, then clicked my mouth shut as Sebastien gave the tiniest shake of his head. No, he was right. These bodyguards wouldn’t be able to stomach the notion of me helping the President shift in the opposite direction, even if that was indeed what needed to be done.
So, rather than speaking, I knelt down beside the President, cradli
