Shifter Short Stories
Krystal's P.O.V.
My first shift was slightly painful, but not as much as it would have been if I were human. Leila is beautiful. She's almost entirely white with just a few gray spots on her. Once I felt comfortable shifting, we left to see Phillip.
I wanted to see him alone first. He acted exactly like I expected. I knew even when he was crying and covered in shit, he couldn't control his mouth. Now, as I stare at him backing away from Leila and Hunter, I can't help laughing. One thing he always used to call me was pathetic. Well, who's pathetic now? Again, for the record, I don't condone violence, but this is well deserved.