8. Transformation and Connection

Avla awoke the next morning to a sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced, as though she had been plunged into a roaring river of energy. It was a power, alive and wild, pulsing and surging within her, both foreign and familiar. It felt like a primal force demanding to be acknowledged, its energy reverberating through every fiber of her being. Her heart raced, not in fear, but in recognition, as her body tingled with an intensity that left her breathless and in awe.

Her wolf spirit had awakened.

Her eyes snapped open, wide and unseeing, as she tried to comprehend the enormity of what was happening. It was more than just a sensation; it was a presence, something that had always been there, lurking in the shadows of her soul, but now fully alive, awake, insistent.

Overwhelmed and unsteady, Avla stumbled out of bed. Her legs were weak, almost refusing to support her, and her mind was reeling, caught in the tumultuous whirlpool of emotions. She could feel the presence of her wol