Beth was still sprawled on the floor in her wolfish form. Her legs still feels like jelly underneath her.

“Come on, Beth. Get up” She could hear Alex voice in her head urging her to stand up and she did but wobbled back on the floor at her very first attempt.

“Imagine those limps and paw to be your feet and try again”

After a few tries, she was able to stand on her paw, her left claws shuffling on the ground impatiently.

In that  transformed state, she could see in colors and hear sounds from miles away even without trying. She could feel the pull of mother nature aligning...