A Slick Wetness Between My Thighs

Elara’s POV

I stood awkwardly on the damp, sandy shore, my four new legs shaking violently beneath me as I struggled to keep my balance. My mind raced, trying to comprehend this impossible transformation. For twenty-one long years, I had been completely denied this experience—this fundamental, sacred part of being a werewolf. My pack had treated me like a useless human outcast, but now, the truth