Archie stood outside his mother's bedroom, his heart pounding in his chest. He had been struggling with a deep unease, an ache that gnawed at his very being. His twin brother, Xavier, had effortlessly embraced his wolf form, while Archie remained trapped in his human body, unable to transform. The weight of his perceived failure hung heavy on his shoulders.
With a deep breath, Archie pushed open the ornate wooden door and entered the room. His mother,Rhea, sat behind an impressive mahogany desk, her silver eyes alight with wisdom and concern. The room was adorned with shelves filled with ancient tomes and mystical trinkets.
Archie approached his mother cautiously, his voice laced with a mix of frustration and vulnerability. "Mother, I need to talk to you." He paused, struggling to find t
