Lena had always felt different. Her eyes, a deep amber, seemed to see more than others. The forest called to her like a whisper in the wind, drawing her into its embrace every time she ventured near. It was on one of these quiet walks, under a silver moon, that she first felt it—something inside her waking up.
She stumbled upon the old oak tree, its gnarled branches twisting like fingers reaching toward the sky. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth. The moonlight bathed everything in a soft glow, but it wasn’t the beauty of the night that took her breath away—it was the pulse beneath her skin.
Her heart raced, and her bones ached with an unfamiliar hunger. Her body trembled as the change began. Lena gripped the bark of the tree for support, her nails elongating into sharp claws. The world around her blurred as the transformation took hold. Her senses heightened, and she could hear the thumping of her heart like a drumbeat, the rustling of leaves, the whispers of creatures in the shadows.
In moments, the girl who had once been human was no more. She was a wolf.
Her body was sleek, covered in a coat of thick fur. Her eyes—those amber eyes—glowed with an intensity she had never known before. She felt the power coursing through her, the wild freedom of the wolf, untamed and strong. The air tasted sharper, the earth beneath her paws felt solid and familiar.
Lena stood in the forest, her breath misting in the cold night air, and for the first time in her life, she felt whole.
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