My eyes fixed up in the sky, and I could see two figures locked in combat. A fiery red figure darted in and out of the clouds, and I knew at once that it was Calle. The other wolf's dark coat was matted with blood.

A deep growl emanated from my throat as I watched him claw at Calle’s eyes. Soon, he went for his neck, his bared teeth gleaming as the rays of the moonlight caught them.

The light reached me, waking me from my trance and I shifted almost immediately. Never in my life had I shifted into wolf form this fast or this easily. I was born...