#Chapter 239: Don’t Count Her Out

Julian’s POV A minute passed. And then another. Tony continued to stare at me with blood red eyes in his feral wolf form. But I was patient. I had been there beside Amber as she had developed this cure. I knew that it was going to work. It had to. Then, just before any doubts could start to creep in, I saw the change. Tony blinked a few times, his eyes losing the red sheen. Slowly, his fur started to retract, his claws became fingers once more, and his massive bulk diminished down, down, until he was just his usual lanky form. The chains around him mostly fell down, prepared to withhold a much bigger person. Tony looked down at his body and the chains and then up to me. “Tony?” I asked. “You alright?” “Julian?” he replied. “Where am I? What happened?” From the doorway, the council members cheered. “It worked!” Tony only looked more confused. I tried to explain. “We were fighting – the challenge, remember? – and you went feral. Do you remember that at all?” He