Chapter 16
Dominicus
The air is filled with bone-cracking snaps and animalistic growls. Each movement reverberates within me excruciating agony as my muscles contract and elongate- reshaping my form. It’s a slow and laborious transition, as my body struggles to shed its lupine form and reclaim its human identity.
It’s been so long since I’ve changed back that my body has almost forgotten how to do so.
With each agonizing twist and contortion, guttural groans and grunts escape me. The sound of flesh tearing and reforming echoes in my ears, punctuated by the heavy thuds of my paws as I slam them against the forest floor. Thuds become slaps as paws turn into hands.
Amidst the tumultuous transformation, the silence of the night is broken only by my labored breaths.
And then finally, as the last vestiges of fur recede and the final bones settle into place, there is silence.
Agile, my limbs slowly stretch until I’m standing on my bare feet. I flex my fingers and crack my neck. Keeping my ey
