Why Am I Not Shifting Novels & Stories

“Honey, you know you can talk to me about anything. There is nothing you can ask us.” Mom explained and I shook my head at her “Okay, well I know I need to practice more shifting but does it get easier to do?” “Yes, it will get easier the more you shift.” Justin said

I asked "I have been shifting for years, and it's only the first shift that takes some time" he replied making me nod my head in understanding "You didn't look like you were in pain" I said and he chuckled a little "It is because you don't feel pain when you shift after the first few times" he replied with a smile "Don't worry, you will feel a little soreness when you shift the next time, you won't feel so much pain" he assured and I sighed in relief

Not only in being able to shift for the first time in over seven years, but also giving Cyran a challenge he’ll never forget. I’m coming up on the five-mile mark. Clint had me run the shorter track so he could check how I’m doing. I’m headed back to where Clint is waiting for me, when Alessia starts to whine in my head. ‘Alessia, what is it?’ ‘I feel like I need to shift.’ ‘What? Right now?’ ‘Yes, like I can’t control it.’ I fall to my knees. I see Clint’s worried expression. “Donovan!” Alessia screams out before my body is wracked in pain and I fall to my side.

I've jogged, I've sprint, I've even taken up weapons and sparred with the others while getting beaten by Rick, but it I don't see myself shifting . Why is it so hard for me to shift? At this rate, I am going to lose the war and everyone is going to die. The fate of everyone is resting on my shoulders and yet I am so weak. I need to be strong, for myself, for everyone and for my mother who's still alive somewhere probably in chains but it's so hard. “C’mon baby!!” Rick said gearing me up.

My friends had shifted but I haven't, why couldn't I shift? In a matter of minutes, almost everyone had shifted. My parents directed their gazes at me, confused on why I hadn't shifted yet. Soon it was just me that hadn't shifted. Parents were congratulating their kids and soon they noticed my oddity. My parents and I were the only ones still sitting as every other person was on the floor with the young wolves. I began to panic and I stared at my parents in anxiety. “Mom why aren't I shifting?" I asked, my voice breaking and almost inaudible.

"What if I shift again, and I can't change back?" "Shana, that wouldn't happen." "You don't know that!" she snapped, her eyes going back to the road. "What if one day, I wake up and I've shifted in my sleep? Or what if I shift in class one day? I wouldn't know what to do. I wouldn't know how to help myself." "You'd always be able to shift back. It's just something you need to get used to."

“Not unless you want to get caught.” I worried my lip, eyeing the jagged edges. It would tear straight through my clothes and skin. The scent of blood would make them come running. There was no way. “Hurry and shift,” she hissed. I crouched down and shook my head. “I… can’t.” Her eyes widened. “You… can’t shift?” I shook my head. I didn’t want to get into the details. For all the powers that I could access, shifting still wasn’t possible. I had tried using all the books on the subject over the years, but nothing happened.

how the fuck do I do that? I have no idea, the shift just happened, and I had no control over it. I hope to God I'm not stuck like this forever. I shake my head…No, Ash assured me he had seen visions of us shifting back, we will be fine. All I have to do is work out how to do it. Easy…. I try to slow my breathing down and think of myself as a human… No …. that doesn't work. Cookie looks at me, and I shake my head.

"It's like he's stuck." The moment he said it, I understood that was exactly what was happening. He was trying to shift back, but for some reason, he couldn't manage it. I remembered what it had felt like when I had tried to shift for the very first time. It was agonizing and maddening to be so close yet have the shift remain just out of reach.

well I do want to flee from all this, so he’s not too far from that. “I don’t know what’s wrong or why I can’t shift. I did everything I was told to do; I didn’t do anything wrong, and I don’t know why I’m not shifting.” He looks thoughtful, then asks again. “Do you feel anything like a wolf or other inside you, or as part of you? Anything different, anything at all?” I take a moment to calm down and try to find something different inside me, but there’s nothing and no one, it’s just me. And when I tell him, he nods, gets up and faces them.