CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

LANDON:

As I continued working into the night, my surroundings faded into a blur, and time seemed to slip away. The seriousness of the recent revelations hung heavily on my thoughts. Dr. Grant's information about Sasha's condition and her impending shift had me on edge. My wolf was persistent, nudging at my consciousness, urging me to embrace the transformation that had become second nature to us. With a sigh, I yielded, undressing quickly, and letting my wolf win by transforming.

In an instant, I shifted, my form melding from human to the magnificent white wolf that was my other half. The freedom that came with the shift was reliving. The transformation from a human into a werewolf was a breathtaking yet agonizing journey that I was all too familiar with. It always began with an unsettling sense of restlessness as the moon's influence became more pronounced. My heart quickens, echoing the rapid pace of my racing thoughts, and my senses sharpen to an almost overwhelming degree.

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