POV: Freya
The pain. Nobody really talks about the pain of shifting. It must have taken 5 seconds to fully shift, and yet it felt like an eternity of torture: hundreds of bones breaking at once, fusing and melding into another form.
My consciousness was fading as an attempt from my brain to numb out the pain, but I fought hard to keep it intact this time. I had to make sure Aiden was going to be fine.
It had taken all my energy to refrain from passing out, but I could tell the shift was finally done. I had forgotten how strong and nature-bound wolven senses make you feel: I could see paws, huge auburn-colored paws, with deadly claws as sharp as knives attached to them. I could hear the sound of leaves touching the surface of the lake, the sound of branches being cracked in the forest,
