The Troll King's next roar drowned out the last of Eleanor's words, but it didn't matter. The decision had been made.
Her body began to change into her silver wolf form… bones shifting, muscles twisting as fur burst across her arms. Her jaw cracked outward, forming a snarling maw. Within heartbeats, the youngest Alpha of the Rayon Clan stood in her full werewolf form… towering above all else, exuding a potent aura. Her green eyes glowed like the ancient, silent light of a star. Her majestic silver fur caught and reflected the brilliance of the chamber's light.
She raised her head and unleashed her most powerful Alpha ability… the Call of the Moon. A thunderous howl reverberated through the throne room, and one by one the others answered.
