Chapter 82

Tyler. I roared in anger as I transformed. Anger at all the losses I incurred because of his greed and arrogance. For the warriors I lost to him. For Arya. I felt the shift begin, the familiar tug of transformation pulling at my very essence. My muscles burned with an otherworldly heat, as though molten lava coursed through my veins. Bones groaned and protested, as they contorted and shifted beneath my skin. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the primal force that surged within me. With a guttural roar, I embraced the change, relinquishing myself to the wildness that lay slightly dormant. The world blurred and distorted, colors melting into one another as my senses sharpened and expanded. The ground rushed up to meet me, and with a jarring impact, I found myself on all fours, my body trembling with newfound strength. Fur erupted from my skin, a cascade of gray that shimmered in the night. But even as I transformed, I sensed Ethan's presence nearby. The rustle of fur, the sound of