Pain floods through my entire body, a dimmed light burns my eyes when i open them and the sound of the blood rushing around my head almost deafens me, I can smell a dead possum mummifying between power lines blocks away. The quickening begins, my joints begin to ache I grit my teeth as Beau’s words run through my head.
It’s going to hurt like fuck, especially when the quickening hits, only a fully grown body can support Lycanthropy so your going to have a fuck tonne of growing to do over the three days it will take to change.
I grit my teeth and look out the window, the full moon sits their taunting me, the silver light feels soothing against my eyes and aching body, the quickening speeds up, the pain swells.
I will not scream, I will not scream, I will not scream. I think to myself, within five minutes I turn that into a lie.
just something to whet your appetite for the coming urban fantasy were story.