Ethan ***
The change was instantaneous.
One moment, I stood in the clearing near the woods, his chest heaving, muscles trembling from the pressure rising beneath his skin. The next, I was no longer Ethan.
A scream—raw and guttural—tore through the night. But it wasn’t human. It belonged to the beast I had become.
My eyes turned from blue to an unnatural red, glowing like burning coals. Claws split through his fingertips. My limbs stretched with a sickening pop, covered in fur.
This wasn’t me anymore.
This was the evil whispered about in terrified, breathless tones around campfires. The monster packs feared but couldn’t name.
Trees groaned and splintered as the beast crashed into the woods. Every step was a thunderous declaration of its existence. Branches whipped against its sides,
