#Chapter 129: Side Effects

“Ardal,” Jack says, “Have you experienced any side effects - any changes at all?” My hand drifts unconsciously to the scar on my neck. “From the bite?” He nods. “I’m not sure,” I say hesitantly. “What about you? Has anything... happened?" “Yes,” he says solemnly. “A few things. If you didn’t notice anything at all, your reaction must have been very mild." “And for you, it wasn’t?” He frowns. “Pretty glaring,” he says grimly. “I’m not a werewolf anymore.” I can't help it. I gasp audibly. “Fully, anyway,” he continues, “I can't access the wolf side of me anymore. It's like it’s shut away somehow. Maybe gone for good, I don't know." "I'm so sorry, Jack." I can't imagine losing that vital part of me - that identity and the connection with the pack. I glance down again into my lap. "But, yeah. I, um, I don't think I've noticed anything off." "That's fantastic," he says. I look up to see his face brightening. "Hopefully, Erbao will have a similar expe