#Chapter 257: Ultimate Frisbee

Hannah The air was abuzz with excitement as we gathered on the field. Wolves of all shapes and sizes were already milling about, their fur gleaming in the moonlight. I could feel my own wolf stirring beneath my skin, eager to finally be let loose after far too long in my human form. “Alright, everyone!” the referee called out, blowing his whistle. “Men on one team, women on the other. You know the rules—Ultimate Frisbee, but in wolf form. First team to score ten points wins!” I glanced at Noah, and there was no hiding the competitive glint in my eye. “I hope you’re ready to lose.” He grinned, already beginning to shift. “In your dreams, Hannah.” As my bones cracked and reshaped, I felt the familiar rush of power that came with the transformation. It had been too long, far too long, and shifting felt like itching a scratch that I hadn’t reached in months. In mere moments, I stood on four paws, my chestnut fur ruffling in the cool night breeze. My senses wer