[IRIS POV]
"Your guess is as good as mine," I wheezed out weakly.
I stared at my hands blankly; just a few moments ago, my human fingers were replaced with claws capable of gutting another wolf. I had just defended myself and Caius against an elite group of werewolf warriors from one of the most bloodthirsty packs.
It sounded too impossible to be true.
If my entire body didn't feel like it had been run over by a truck, I would have thought that I had hallucinated the entire event.
'Who are you?' I called out in my head, desperate for a response.
I had a wolf; she had to be in there somewhere. She couldn't just leave me after one successful shift. For me, that would be a fate worse than death. I finally had a taste of power and the feeling of being a complete werewolf. I longed to know more about my wolf companion. Who was she? Why had she never shown up? What's her name?
