The deep growl reverberated Scarlett's eardrums. It was loud and full of authority. The wolf's paws pinned Scarlett's shoulders to the sands. She hissed at the burning sands on her skin.
Scarlett tried to topple the wolf with her body. But the wolf was stronger even when she was donning a male body. The wolf's claws emerged from its paws. The pressure it gave on Scarlett's skin was a warning.
His eyes shone silver while his teeth were clearly shown. He wanted her to submit, to show her neck, a sign that a wolf submitting to the other.
Mara, Scarlett called.
Go for it.
Red clouds of dust suddenly appeared from Scarlett's body. The wind picked up, carrying more sands that turned red near her body. Her body hunched, her skin stretched and from it grew fur, her face became a muzzle.
