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His body was different now. The muscles shot out with veins on his skin which were all covered with thick fur. He looked at his hands, even he couldn't describe what he truly was and how his hands were so large.

He tried to speak and within him, he heard his words clearly, but what came out was just a growl, either loud or low depending on what he wanted to say.

But he could hear them speak. Their words were clear to his ears as though he was still human. Funny enough, they couldn't understand his, except those who had been werewolves for a long duration who could tell what he was saying, though not too accurate.

Everything was different than usual. The sight was perfect just as his sense of hearing and smell. They all looked small, all due to the height difference between them, and he could tell of different scents.

His mother stood by the side, adoring tell beauty of what she saw before her. He was huge, unexplainable for the main time. His muzzle was large, and she stood there abl