I promptly ignored her, squeezing my stupidly wolfish eyes shut and trying again.
Come on…
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Sierra:
I sighed, tearing a hand through my hair. If I stopped him, he might not like it. He already hated me, so that could just provoke him further. On the other hand, it wasn’t like he was going to get any happier with me, so what did I have to lose? Other than a finger… or hand… or other body part(s)…
“Stop,” I repeated more firmly, shoving myself between him and the wall. “Stop this.”
My desperation rose.
I needed this. Needed to turn back. I couldn’t spend a minute more in this goddamm form.
Growling, I backed away.
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While eating, I looked at Rhys. The myths used to say these creatures were dead. Pale skin, cold to the touch. But Rhys was warm, so they couldn’t be dead.
“I think you should go check up on the other two,” I said softly, eyes never moving from him. “I’ll be fine.”
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“You will turn back when you turn back. Right now, you have no control over it. You’re affected my temperature and the moon, but that’s only after the first few days of random shifting,” I explained, keeping my eyes on him but not meeting his. It was considered a challenge to meet a wolf’s eyes, and I wasn’t in the right form to do that.
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I looked up from my food, carefully meeting her gorgeous eyes. “Are you sure? What if you turn and I’m not here for you?” I asked slowly.
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I swallowed the food in my mouth, eyes darting away just as he made eye contact.
"I'll be fine," I repeated. "You can come when everything's okay. I'm not… as terrified of it as I was before."
I turned the last time you left and I managed. I can do it again, hopefully.
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My gaze softened as I looked over at her. I nodded slowly, getting to my feet. “All right, then. If you’re sure. Call for me if you need anything, okay? I’ll hear you.”
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"I will," I breathed out, eyes flickering towards him again. "Be–be careful, Rhys."
I bared my teeth, but focused on my tangled limbs rather than her infuriating face. One leg at a time. How am I supposed to do this with four?
Trying to recall the dogs I'd seen in my lifetime, I lifted my front-left paw.
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I nodded and started to walk away, heading toward the room again. “I’ll be back as soon as I can, okay?”
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I sighed and leaned against the wall, watching him struggling to walk. “Lift one front leg, the opposite back leg, repeat,” I murmured, knowing he would hear me.
Grudgingly, I followed her instructions, and eventually…. it worked. I was slow and unsteady, but I was moving. Walking. Now all that was left.. was running.
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Sierra:
The door opened behind me to reveal Rhys, and I sighed in relief. Maybe he could get through to this guy…
"How's it going?" he asked me softly, his eyes on the wolf. "Any trouble?"
"He hates me. I turned him, and he hates me for it," I said, not even bothering to lower my voice. He'd hear it, anyway, with his sharp ears…
My eyes latched on to the newcomer, lips pulling back over my wickedly sharp teeth in a snarl.
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Sierra:
Rhys raised his eyebrows at the wolf, nodding slowly. “I see… I don’t mean to sound cruel, but you know how people bite their dog’s ear to show that they’re the alpha? Think that’d work on him? I know a few people who’ve been turned that it has…”
“I wouldn’t try it. He probably won’t let you get close enough,” I said with a shrug. “But if you think it’ll get him to calm down, be my guest.”
My snarl turned to a harsh, furious growl when the stranger's suggestion reached my ears.
Don't you dare, I wanted to threaten, Or I'll claw your face off. Don't. You. Dare.
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“Or… Maybe I won’t…” Rhys murmured, his gaze on the wolf becoming more cautious.
I chuckled slightly, shaking my head. “Good idea.”
I relaxed slightly, but stayed closed off and guarded in case of an attack.
Suddenly, pain exploded through my body. The capricious nature of these monstrous shifts was pack, bringing an icy flame that tore through my veins. Fur pulled back through my skin, claws retracted, my bones shifted, changed, snapped into place. Black spots danced across my vision.
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Sierra:
My eyes shot back to the wolf as I herd his bones popping and cracking. It made me cringe, the sound of utter pain. It made me hurt, too…
A broken cry of pain tore itself loose from my lips. Fur was rapidly receding from my body and I barely, barely had the wits to fumble for my torn clothing and pull it over my rapidly changing body.
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Sierra:
I turned away as he changed, a slight blush covering my cheeks. Gosh, this was both awkward and painful at the same time. It was awkward because… well, there was now a mostly naked man in front of me. Painful because I knew what he was going through.
When the excruciating transition was finally complete, I lay there, panting and covered only by my pair of torn cargo pants. But I only gave myself a few seconds to rest. In mere moments, I was leaping to my feet, eyes burning, hands clenched into fists.
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My head whipped around when I heard his feet hit the ground, and my eyes widened slightly in surprise. “I said I was sorry… Okay? I didn’t mean to do this to you. If I had been able to stop myself, I would have.”
I clenched my teeth to restrain myself from spitting foul curses galore. “I am going to go,” I forced out instead, picking my shirt and jacket off the ground. “And you had better pray we never see each other again. Where is my gun?”
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“Where would you go? Back home? You’re still shifting uncontrollably, and you will be for a few days,” I said calmly, my voice betraying none of the anxiety I felt. I’d long learned to conceal it, so it wasn’t as hard as it used to be. “As for your gun, I don’t remember. It may still be in the woods.”
I plucked my discarded knife from the ground after pulling on my shirt and leather jacket, tucking it into my pocket. “Why should I believe anything you say?”
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I raised my eyebrows at his question before shrugging. “I mean, I’ve gone through this before. Have you?”
"You also turned me into this," I answered harshly, looking her right in the eye. "For all I know, you could be an enemy of my family. For all I know, you could be lying."
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I know I said I would wait for Rhys, but the longer he took, the more anxious I got. I didn't even know why, but I couldn't wait any longer, so I decided to go back to the house. I was far too curious to let it be, and despite the harsh results of my meddling personality, I still hadn't learned my lesson.
I was there just in time to hear the newly turned wolf snarl and speak. "For all I know, you could be an enemy of my family. For all I know, you could be lying."
I didn't know why I felt bothered to defend them. The girl, most of all. Rhys… Rhys had helped me, and I didn't want the stranger to think any less of him, so I spoke up. I just prayed Rhys wouldn't get angry at me for coming towards possible danger.
"They aren't lying," I said softly, arms crossed. "You don't need to trust them, but you can trust in the fact that they won't hurt you, nor would they get you killed. They just want to help."
My eyes narrowed, still smouldering as they took in the appearance of this new girl.
"Believing that is what gets people killed in my line of work," I said simply, flattening my voice into a hard, blunt weapon. "Similarly, when people lie to me about that particular fact, they end up injured or worse. So, unless you can cough up some proof, I'm leaving."
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"I got bit, too," I said quietly, casting my eyes down. "A few weeks ago, maybe? I don't really remember. I don't even remember who Turned me, exactly. What I do remember, however, is being confused and scared and terrified out of my wits. And he–" I jerked my head towards Rhys. "–helped me get through it. As I said, I won't tell you to trust them. I won't tell you to keep your guard down. But what I can tell you is that they can help, and they can only do so if you let them."