Harper’s POV
Erie growls playfully from within me, the sound filling my chest with a soft rumble. Lucas’s wolf eyes follow the sound, and I swear he smirks. Is that possible? For a wolf to smirk?
“We can do this,” I tell Erie as I turn my focus inward. I want to rise to Lucas’s challenge, show him that I can be a strong werewolf like him and the rest of the pack. That need and desire to rise up bubbles within, giving me the motivation to concentrate harder.
Closing my eyes, I think about what it used to feel like to change to my wolf form. I think about my body; my paws tipped with sharp claws, soft chocolate colored fur, and a sensitive nose that could catch a sent a mile away. I remember the feel of the wind whipping around me as I ran in the forest and the way it felt to soak up th
