8 - Oh, What A Night

~Emilia’s Point of View~

After running for hours, the snow began to get deeper, and trying to get through it was too exhausting. My companion also seemed tired and led us back to our clothes. If shifting into my wolf had almost killed me, I couldn’t imagine how getting back to my human side would go.

Even as a wolf I was still able to think as Emmy, still have thoughts. But I couldn’t necessarily control my wolf’s actions, she completely had a mind and personality all her own. She was very playful but also loved to hunt and could rip a live critter to shreds without a second thought. That was going to take some getting used to. 

I watched my hero as he shifted back, his rich brown fur suddenly disappearing to his white skin, which still had a good bit of hair. Emmy, blushed