Chapter Twenty

“The full moon is upon us. Stripe down to your underwear. It would shred anyway when you transform.” she said, insensitive to what I was going through.

“I won't look...” Alee said, “Mason won't either. Just do as she says.”

“I'm not worried about either of you...” I said harshly, glaring at the woman.

She raised a grey eyebrow at me and I uttered, harshly,

“I'm worried about her.”

She had an amused expression on her face while I spoke my mind. Then, like a sprinkler, she, suddenly, started laughing.

“Darling, I've been alive for a really long time and I have never seen anyone make such a ridiculous suggestion. Besides, you have to get used to it. Would you prefer your enemies turn their backs while you stripe before morphing or would you rather shred your clothing and look for one later.”

She had a point, I thought.

This made it all the more annoying. I would have to get used to being a werewolf as naturally as I got used to my half dragon form and spells as a witch. But still,