Chapter 75 Lost

It was like any other night and most nights held nothing for Ethan, but tonight as the moon shone brightly in the sky, the thing that was inside Ethan came alive. He felt a primal energy surging within him, like he could tear into anything man or beast. And then, in an instant, his body contorted and twisted, reshaping itself into a creature of legends—a werewolf.

His human consciousness fought against the overwhelming surge of predatory instincts. All of a sudden he became aware of the different smells around him—the earthy aroma of damp soil, the tang of decaying leaves, and the luring scent of prey. Every rustle and crackle of the underbrush echoed through his heightened senses, each sound a symphony of potential targets.

There was a battle going on within him he was slowly losing his human mind, a beast was taking over him, and conflicting thoughts raged within him. His human heart cried out, begging him not to give in to the savage nature that threatened to consume him. Yet, the