How To Shift Reality For Beginners Novels & Stories

Once I’ve removed my t-shirt and sports bra, I quickly call my wolf forward. My vision goes shimmery and I feel the familiar surge of energy as my bones snap and rearrange, and in a few seconds I’m down on all fours, shaking out my fur. When I first learned to shift, the transformation was painful. Now, it’s second nature. I barely feel a thing. I glance down at the soft earth under my tan paws, stretch, then circle back to the path.

"For now, just tell her you're busy with family stuff." I type a quick reply to Laura, promising details later and asking for her notes from Friday's classes that I missed. It feels so mundane compared to everything else happening, but that normalcy is like a lifeline I'm desperately clinging to. "So," I say, looking between my half-brothers and Clint, "what exactly does shift control training involve? Because I really don't want to accidentally wolf out in the middle of calculus tomorrow." "Breathing exercises, mainly," Eric explains. "Learning to recognise the triggers that initiate a shift and how to suppress them."

He gave Jenny a wink. They walked off as I checked Cathy’s wound. It wasn’t fully healed, but she could shift back now. “All right, angel. It’s time. I know you’re scared ‘cause this is all new, but we shifters do this all the time. You’ll just have to catch up. To shift back, you need to close your eyes and think. Think about your human body. How you stand on two feet. Your gorgeous red locks.” I grinned. “Even between your luscious thighs. Think human, and you’ll just shift.”

“I can be shortly. First, let’s practice shifting.” She couldn’t think of another reason to delay or refuse, so she nodded and closed her eyes. As Eli talked her through visualizing how to change, she tried to tell herself she was giving it her full effort, but she knew she was sabotaging the attempt. After five minutes of trying, and doing little more than sprouting claws out of her fingers that could belong to a number of species, she sighed and shook her head. “I just don’t think it’s happening, Eli.”

She was pacing restlessly. Crouching in front of the pacing Lisa, he breathed deep and expelled it in a burst. “Listen to me, Lisa, hear my voice.” She stopped pacing, sat on her haunches and looked deeply into his eyes. “For the first time you shift back, you have to empty your thoughts, except for the need to shift to your human body. Breathe with me and link your mind with mine,” he encouraged her as she regulated her breath.

I fought the shiver that coursed through my body, and I began to twirl my fingers nervously. “First, I want to explain to you the basic concepts of shifting. When your first shift happens, on the full moon, it’ll feel like another being has woken up inside you. Like you’re sharing your body with another if that makes sense.” It didn’t, but I nodded anyway.

"This is teaching reality to maintain itself." "Yes," I said, feeling the truth of it in every fiber of my quantum existence. "Not becoming the Weaver. Becoming the Teacher." The change began to spread, reality learning to adapt and flow instead of simply resist entropy. The Void's attacks didn't stop, but now each one became part of the pattern instead of trying to destroy it. But the process was far from complete. To finish it, to teach reality itself a new way of being, would require everything I had. Everything I was.

“Ok let’s do it then!” Without hesitation I take off running towards the edge of the woods behind the stadium. Once I am inside the tree line, I try to catch my breath. I look around and slowly take my clothes off, making sure no one is around to see me naked. I can remember my dad telling me years ago, that when you shift, you just clear your mind and envision a wolf. Their paws, tail, ears, snout and all. So that’s what I try to do. The sound of my bones cracking is louder in my ears than the crowd at the game. I’m sure my screams are not heard either which is nice. I’m glad I am alone for this, as I don’t like anyone to see me weak.

I told him honestly "She will run between you and I if you are still worried about her, Madam. It is not normal, but I understand you feel protective of her," Nate told me. I nodded my agreement to that plan, but I had another problem. "Nate, I can't control the shifting thing, it just happens when I'm scared, irritated, or angry. I'm so tired right now. How do I do it?" "Imagine the wolf running through the woods or fighting in the woods, whatever you've done as her. Let it take you over and you will shift," he said gently. "Perhaps you could contact Alpha Latro he could walk you though it."

I rushed out of my clothes without a thought of self-consciousness and then I rubbed my palms together, rocking on the balls of my feet. “What now? How do I shift?” I closed my eyes, waiting for the instructions. It was supposed to be something like imagining it right? Imagine yourself as a wolf and then you shift. ‘Yes, that’s it,’ my wolf confirmed and then an image of a snow-white wolf with icy blue eyes that could captivate the strongest of hearts, similar to the ones I had now, flashed in my head. I held on to that image and imagined myself turning into that wolf.