Chapter 91

Claire's POV "I'm fine," I lied, blinking back tears. "Let's continue. Show me how to shift." She walked behind a large tree. "I have to undress first. Clothes don't shift with us, they just get destroyed." "So what you're saying is," I called out, "werewolves are just fancy nudists?" Her laughter echoed through the trees. "Pretty much! Here, hold these." She tossed her folded clothes over to me, then stepped out. I averted my eyes, giving her privacy. "It's okay, Claire. Among pack members, nudity isn't sexualized the way humans see it." I peeked up to see her standing confidently. "Easy for you to say. You look like a fitness model." Joey grinned. "Werewolf metabolism. " "Right." I nodded. "So you're going to... shift... right now?" "That's the plan. You need to see what you're getting into, Claire. You're a werewolf now. Well, sort of. You need to understand what that means." I swallowed hard. "Okay. I'm ready." Joey stood in a small clearing. "You might want to step back a little.