As Ben closed his eyes and took a deep breath, a hush fell over the assembled crowd, the silence broken only by the rustle of leaves and the steady beat of our hearts. And then, with a primal roar that echoed through the forest, he began to shift, his muscles rippling and contorting beneath his skin as his body underwent a miraculous transformation.
Cheering erupted from the crowd, a cacophony of voices raised in celebration as Ben's wolf form emerged from the depths of his soul, fierce and majestic in its primal beauty. Luna let out a joyous whoop, her laughter ringing through the air as she leaped into the fray, her wolf form joining Ben's in a display of solidarity and camaraderie.
In no time some of the pack members were changing into werewolf forms while I pouted by the side knowing
