Why Am I Not Shifting Novels & Stories

It seems that I am doing way better off than you thank you very much. I rolled my eyes. I could mind link Noah. I wasn't a part of the pack. So instead I motioned towards him with my head, hoping he will take notice of what I was trying to say. He tilted his head and looked down at himself. He then looked back at me when he realised what I meant "I'm not shifting." I tilt my head in question. He looked away and says, "I don't like shifting when it's close to the full moon." I didn't question him further. But I still internally wondered why? I understand that it can make a wolf a little more...wolf, but it's nothing serious. Why would he have a problem with it.

" Have you shifted before?" " No," I answer. Nicholas raises his perfect eyebrows. "I mean, I think so; I just don't remember." " How do you not remember?" " Because I was in an accident a few years ago, and it left my memory distorted," I answer. He nods slowly. Nicholas is silent, deep in thought. " You'll shift tonight," he finally says. " No, thank you," I tell him. " Why?" " Because I heard it fucking hurts," " Language," he grits.

“What do you mean you can’t shift?” “I mean… I haven’t gotten my wolf yet,” I tell him, biting my lip hard. He glanced down at my mouth, staring as I chewed my bottom lip nervously. I could feel heat circulating my features. My heart was pounding so quickly and loudly against my chest, I thought he would be able to hear it. “Why are you in a shifting and combat class if you can’t shift?” “I’m good at combat,” I answer. “Just because I don’t have a wolf doesn’t mean I’m not capable. I’ve been practicing my entire life. Let me show you what I can do.”

“The board would like to see you shift your shape into anything you feel comfortable shifting into.” I hesitated. If it was true that all good mages could shift, why hadn’t Grandma ever mentioned it? Why hadn’t the forest or anyone else suggested it to me? Why hadn’t any of these mages volunteered to show me? What if I shifted into something that they decided to wave away, like Mage Jaye had just done with my griffin? I wasn’t keen on finding out if that might happen. Also, I had no idea whether or not it would hurt. I’d been told that shifting hurt the first few times for wolf shifters. Why wouldn’t it hurt for me, too? The entire concept made me nervous. I was confident in my magic and my

After the war between humans and shifters, an alliance was formed to keep the peace. The price? Daughters of the human nobility had to choose a shifter as their mate. The first half-blood born from this union would become the new ruler, ensuring that peace would last. As the eldest daughter of the Morrison family, I was the first to be chosen. But right after I chose the wolf Alpha, Calvin, I saw a vision on our engagement day. Because I failed to conceive after six months, Calvin locked me in a cage, determined to use me as a vessel for his pure bloodline. After I finally gave birth to the prophesied hybrid, my sister, Trina, appeared, claiming she wanted to take care of me. But the truth

And I'm…’ ‘Er…’ Lyall cuts me off. ‘I wasn’t talking about Anisa, I was talking about the pull.’ I paused for a moment, thinking. Right, how could I forget that? The urge, the tingling sensation to shift. It was getting worse by the minute, yet, somehow, Lyall and I still couldn't figure out how to initiate the shift. ‘We’ve ignored it enough, we have to do something if not the urge to shift will completely drive us wild,’

I suggested. Lucas stopped walking, then slowly turned to me. “No.” I blinked. “What?” “We are not shifting.” “Why not?” “Because someone could see us.” I looked around. “Who?” He gestured vaguely. “Anyone.” I huffed a laugh. “We’re in the middle of nowhere.” “Still no.” I groaned. “Lucas—” “We’re walking.” I stared at him. “You’re joking.” He started moving again. “Consider it punishment.” “For what?”

“We run. A good long run. It’ll build your speed and endurance. Especially important when you’re about to shift. Your wolf will need that stamina.” I froze. “Run? I thought we were just doing the breathing thing today.” “Nope. We’re doing both. Come on.” He started jogging in place, waiting for me. “Let’s go. Keep up.” I hesitated but then fell into step beside him. The path was uneven, roots and leaves under my sneakers. My legs burned after only a few minutes but I pushed through. “Kai… I can’t shift. I don’t have a wolf. You know that.”

Ignoring the curious whispers of the Elders, I turned inward for a moment. ‘I never thought about it before… but why haven’t we shifted yet?” I questioned, hoping Tala might have the answers. ‘At first, I thought you were simply too weakened to shift. I thought it might kill you. But then there was no urge, no push to do so. Things had been so insane I didn’t even think about it either. I hope the Elders will know more.’ I could feel her confusion, and I felt for her. How neither of us realized we hadn’t shifted was beyond me.

I longed to shift, to feel the power and strength that came with it, but a lingering fear held me back. I decided to hang around and observe, hoping to gather the courage to shift, to show the pack that I could still contribute despite my diminished size. However, the simple act of watching the others only intensified my frustrations. Their fluid movements, the grace with which they shifted, served as a constant reminder of my own limitations.