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Dustin's POV The horror and concern were real on my father's face, and I couldn't get myself to utter a word and ask him why he looked so concerned. The distorted images around us couldn't show what I had shifted into, but I could see claws... razor-sharp claws... My father turned to me, and shook his head, "I'm sorry son, I didn't know..." F*ck! What was he talking about? I took a deep breath and prepared myself for the worse. I needed to know what he was keeping from me. How bad was my situation and could it be reversed? "Father..." but Kona cut me off. "I am truly sorry to disturb you two, but, Nerina just called, a bit hysterical..." she said, "uhm, Elizabeth would like to leave... it's urgent..." concern laced her voice, and I knew father would attend to my mother first. "We