ONYX
"Shift, Onyx!" Conrad growled. The only thing I was thankful for now was that at least he was wearing his trousers and didn't have to see Fake Dad naked.
"I don't–" I mumbled, not knowing what to say. It was bad… And I was on my own.
What could I do now?
Conrad yanked me by my hand, and I could feel his nails elongating and turning into claws threatening to pierce my skin.
"You are not going to embarrass me in front of everyone!" He gritted his teeth. "Not after everything I have done to get you here!"
"Dad," I looked at him pleadingly. Even if I wanted to shift, I had no idea how. And something told me that Quinn was a crucial part of it.
No one was going to help, and that could mean only one thing. Conrad would make me pay.
"Shift!" He hissed, a vein popping out on his now
