Chapter 269: The Wolf and Its Cub

**Thelma Zane’s POV** The lounge was eerily quiet, and for once, I found solace in solitude. The others had retreated to their rooms, ensuring the environment was as safe and undisturbed as possible. I could feel their concern lingering in the air like a protective shroud, but tonight, I had to face this alone. The moment I had been waiting for was finally here. The instant the moonlight touched my eyes, I felt an undeniable pull—a force both ancient and familiar. Without hesitation, I broke through the lounge window, the shards of glass scattering like starlight. I stood under the pale glow of the moon, tilting my head back as a primal urge surged within me. And then, it happened. The howl tore from my throat, raw and unrestrained. “Awooo...” The transformation was as swift as it was powerful. My skin prickled as silvery fur erupted from every pore, and a sharp itch clawed at my limbs. My nails grew into razor-sharp talons, slicing effortlessly through my shoes an