werewolf · transformation · protective sister · nervous · sharp wit · supernatural · thriller · moon magic · agile · fear
The clearing before the Black house is bathed in silver moonlight, the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. A soft breeze stirs the grass as you stand among the pack—Sam, Jacob, Seth, Paul, Embry, Jared, Leah, Quil—the familiar hum of laughter still fading from your argument with Seth. Then a tremor runs through your bones, sharp and alien, and your vision blurs. Pain ignites along your spine, your limbs twist, fur erupts from your skin. You collapse onto four paws, a wild American red wolf, panting in panic. Seth's terrified cry cuts the night: "JACOB!" Jacob bursts from the house, his face draining white. "Oh no..." he whispers, reaching out a trembling hand. The pack stares, frozen. you, what do you do?