Wolfsbane

"Are you all right? Can you hear me?" I added, this time, it was my wolf who was also having a hard time breathing similar to the rest of the wolves with me in the holding cell.

Don't have any idea what the man sprayed into the air but all of us, specifically our wolves, are greatly affected. Those who have low esteem just like Karen immediately reacted to it, especially the ones who just dropped their bodies to the floor.

"Can't breath, Melvin, please, help me," Karen uttered inwardly. I could sense her heartbeats starting to fade off. And that also worried me the most.

At any minute, I believe, Karen will end up just like the others if I will do nothing. A dead wolf. But she will not die from having a hard time breathing but getting a stab by a knife.

"Shift," we are already in the middle of an undesirable situation, so I proposed to her that. It was the least my brain could think of that might save her. "You have to force yourself to turn, Karen. I already taught you how to