This wasn’t just fun.This was pack prep.
And come tomorrow, when wolves from all five territories arrived? We’d be ready.
By the time the sun started dipping low and the last warrior threw in the towel at the training grounds, my body was buzzing, part soreness, part adrenaline, part what the fuck just happened today.
Naturally, Taya’s bright idea was: “Let’s go for a run!”
And by run, she meant, “Let’s all get naked and turn into wolves and yeet ourselves into the forest like the feral bastards we are.” Honestly? I was down.
We all headed to the shifting ridge just off the southern woods, a wide expanse the pack had cleared long ago for this exact chaos. I stripped with zero shame and stepped into the moonlight, already feeling Lyssira clawing to the surface.
“You ready, baby girl?” I asked.
“Born ready, bitch,” she howled back.
The shift hit hard, my bones stretching, fur sprouting, soul slipping into primal control. Seconds later, Lyssira stood in my place, tall and regal and radiant as fuck with her silver and blue tipped fur glinting in the fading sunlight.
The others shifted in kind, Daxon’s massive obsidian beast was already pacing beside me, tail flicking with anticipation. Taya’s sleek fire red wolf bumped my shoulder playfully, and Rylen’s deep brown wolf trotted up with a low, happy growl. Jace rolled around on the ground, his brown and grey wolf panting like a pup.
Then it happened. From behind us, we heard a crack, then a pop, then…“Oh fer fuck’s sake…WHAT THE FUC” from Lachlan.
We turned in time to see him doubled over, glowing gold, his eyes blown wide as energy crackled all over his skin.
“Uh… is he okay?” Taya asked, halfway between concern and awe.
“Very much not a normal mage thing,” Lyssira muttered, her ears flicking back.
Lachlan groaned once, then BOOM.
Where the sexy, sassy elemental mage once stood now towered a giant golden furred wolf with brilliant blue eyes and a dumbfounded expression.
Dead fucking silence. And then…“Holy. Shit.” Jace whispered from somewhere behind us. “Did the mage just wolf out?!”
Lachlan’s new form huffed. He padded over to me, tail wagging and nose twitching like he had no fucking clue how to wolf.
“Lach?” I asked, still stunned.
The wolf sat. Licked his paw. Looked offended.
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Then, another crackle. Another flash of magic.
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And Ashrian, my brooding, battle worn, arcane god of a shadow prince, shimmered gold, cursed under his breath, and fucking shifted.
Into the sleekest, tallest, most terrifying black wolf I’d ever seen. His fur shimmered like ink in water. His eyes still burned the same black and red as before. And every single wolf in the area froze.
Someone behind us shrieked. Someone else dropped their shorts and bolted.The entire ridge descended into chaos.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“THAT’S NOT POSSIBLE!”
“They’re not even wolves!”
“How did they?!”
I shifted back quickly, stumbling naked through the grass with zero shame and zero answers. Daxon shifted back beside me, shielding me with his body as the rest of the pack shifted to two legs to try to make sense of what they’d just seen.
Lachlan was circling himself like a confused puppy. Ash sat like a stone statue, his giant wolf tail flicking with immense judgment.
“What the hell just happened?” Rylen asked, wide eyed.
“They, shifted,” I whispered, blinking. “They’re not even wolves and they just, what the actual fuck?”
“It’s the bond,” Luna Aelira said, her voice soft but awed. She stood at the edge of the chaos, barefoot in the grass, her eyes locked on me like I’d just grown a second head. “Elowen, they’re bonded to the Moon Goddess through you. She’s rewriting them.”
Alpha King Draven stepped up next to her, arms crossed, watching Ashrian and Lachlan as if they were ticking bombs, or perhaps new gods being born.
He exhaled hard. “I don’t know what the fuck is going on,” he muttered, “but I’m gonna need another drink.”
Same, bro.
Fucking same.
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