"Amara," Damascus voice cut through Amara and Sona's conversation. They looked back at Damascus and waited. "I understand you are probably getting acquainted with your wolf, but you need to shift back, now," there was a level of urgency in his voice that had Amara concerned. "He is right," Sona agreed. "Sorry, this might hurt once more, but a bit less this time," Sona said. Amara could feel her wolf pulling back into the recesses of her mind and her body began to change once more. It hurt like hell, but Amara knew what she was in for. The pain was much less than the first time, but it still had Amara on all fours on the ground gasping for air. Damascus ripped his shirt from his body and quickly draped it over her head. Amara took a moment to realize it was the first time she was wearing his clothes. His smell enveloped her and helped to calm her breathing once more. Damascus kneeled next to her, half naked. His large frame and muscles rippled with every movement. "Are you alright?"
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