Calla’s POV
As Marcus’s claws dug into Kane’s chest, something inside me changed—not shattered, but transformed. It felt like every bit of control I’d carefully built over the past weeks broke apart, and what came out wasn’t the timid lawyer who had entered this strange world. It was something primal, filled with anger, and utterly fed up with trying to be nice.
My body began to change before I even realized it. The transformation I had struggled with during my training, the partial shifts that had left me exhausted and frustrated, suddenly felt as easy as taking a deep breath. My bones rearranged themselves effortlessly, and instead of pain, it was like finally putting on clothes that fit perfectly.
Luna had told me that the first full transformation usually happened during moments of
