Chapter 42: Distracted
Orchid
I pulled my hand away from the doorknob and stared in amazement at my own hand. It was not my imagination. My fingernails had lengthened into thick pointed claws. I scratched my other hand out of curiosity. The claws were razor-sharp. My gentle scratching had produced a scrape along my palm that instantly began to bleed.
“Ahh,” I groaned in pain.
“What’s wrong?” Asked Orion immediately.
“I scratched myself,” I said.
He grabbed my hand, inspecting my palm. He showed it to me. The scrape was gone already!
“It was there a second ago,” I insisted.
“Baby, I believe you, trust me,” said Orion.
He gently cupped my face.
“Your wolf is surfacing,” he said proudly.
“Why can’t I shift completely?” I wondered.
“You will eventually,” he assured me.
I nodded.
