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Metal-pale and tanned in flickers of lights. I stared in horror. Kieran shoved me backward. "Run!" Tyra leaped. The fight erupted… Metal clashed with claws, and light flashed as weapons discharged. I backed toward the far wall, hands shaking. But my legs wouldn't move. Wouldn't run. Not this time. My wolf stirred deep in my chest. Let me out, she whispered. I closed my eyes. Focused. And this time, I didn't fight her. The shift came slower than before. More controlled. It is not agony, it is more like: I walked into my own skin.

The elderly Omega smiled, turning to face him. “Rather an odd question and given how things are, a little embarrassing, but, er, the rocks? The newest Omega says wolf-shifters aren’t particularly interested in rocks?” Patty smiled, holding in a laugh. “Beta Gaz, I’m afraid that it is true.” “What do wolf-shifters like then?” “Many things.” She motioned to the books she was carrying. “For instance, I like books but everyone is different.” “Thank you, that was very helpful.”

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If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.

The two seconds it took for Bennett to complete his shift stretched on for what felt like an eternity, I could hear his bones cracking and could see them distorting over his skin at awkward angles. Midnight black fur erupting over his tan skin as if it were burning it away. He was beautiful. I was ashamed to admit that I was a little awe struck being this close to his wolf, to any wolf really. Those who hadn’t yet completed their first shift were kept away from the wolves as we couldn’t communicate yet through the pack link, and wolves were very volatile once provoked, but I couldn’t stop myself, I reached for him. His fur was jet black but in the dim lights of the apartment, it almost looke

The trouble is, she hasn't shifted often enough in recent years. To stay nimble, shifters must shift back and forth as nature calls. A shifter who stays too long in beast form, will forget how to become human again, and vice versa. Living with Minette, her hafling granddaughter who never manifested as a shifter, she wasn't able to run wild as often as she'd like. Especially when they were hiding in cities. Now, weak, hungry, and injured, it is even harder to call up the magic. Remember. Remember what it's like. She thinks about her first shift at puberty, the joy of chasing her sister through the French countryside. There.

As I started grabbing all the books I needed for the first four periods, I freeze, my brain registering Jackie's next words. "London Morse!" London Morse?! "Yes!" Jackie exclaims, bringing me to the realization that I thought out loud. I pivot on my heels and grab her shoulders excitedly, "Like the guitarist from Crash Course Rebellion, London Morse? London Morse that went to this very school London Morse?!" Jackie nods quickly and I feel my heart stop in my chest. London Morse is by far one of the most handsome men to ever grace this planet we call Earth but above all he is so talented and so cool.

Connect with me using the mana and feel the power of the shift,* Akira encouraged. I nodded and took a deep breath, focusing on the mana coursing through me. With a single thought, I connected with Akira and began to shift. I felt my bones cracking and elongating, muscles bulging and twisting, and a thick coat of white fur sprouting all over my body. It was painful, considering this was the first time I had undergone a shift, but soon enough, the transformation was complete, and I stood on my hind legs, a full Lycan.

"Hey, Vivienne, what's going on? You’ve seemed off all morning." She forced a tight smile, but her eyes betrayed her inner turmoil. "Oh, nothing. Just the idea of destiny and inevitable connections doesn't sit well with me. Sounds like a convenient excuse for avoiding the messiness of real relationships." Marcus sighed, taking the book from her and setting it aside. His hands enfolded her own, thumbs rubbing gentle, rhythmic circles into the skin of her palm. "I get it. It's not everyone's cup of tea. But for many shifters, it's a source of comfort, knowing that there's someone out there who's meant for them, someone who understands them on a level beyond what words can express."

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