Kieran hadn't shifted into his hybrid form in years. He stayed in his Wilding form, because seeing his wolf form reminded him of his mother's death. But now, as he raced back to the pack in his beast form, his hybrid powers took over. His form jerked and shuddered as he ran. His back arched, bones popping and stretching. His wings burst out, feathers turning into rows of sharp metal. Dark fur spurted out, glistening eerily. His sharp claws expanded as he pounded the earth, his speed gradually intensifying. His eyes were a mixture of gold and red, the sign of his hybrid form. One thought echoed in his mind, and that was to save Gwendolyn. Suddenly thick, white fog burst out of the earth before him. He slowed to a stop, hackles raised, a wary glint in his eyes. His lips peeled back, sharp canines bared, and a deep growl escaped him as the white fog thickened. Out of the fog, six enormous wolves emerged. They weren't the normal sized wolves. These wolves were different, towering
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