Cal's Stance

“Are right, so you understand my take on what happened? Anything Elmwood said, did, or thought has no bearing on what I think, feel, or decide. You were a pup, and you were alone when you were attacked. Tara, you did the only thing you could do, and that was let your instincts out to defend yourself. I would expect nothing less than that.” What Cal couldn’t explain was how a pup could instinctively perform a partial shift.

A partial shift was something alphas trained to do for years or decades. Most never achieved the ability to just pop their claws. Fangs were one thing, but claws were completely different. It was nothing like the Lycan form. They sprouted fur and their skeletal structure completely changed to something in between a human’s and a wolf’s. They sprouted fur, and there was no way they could wear shoes.

Cal had seen Tara’s wolf, and her wolf was nothing like the Lycans’ dire wolves. She looked like a pup compared to them.

If Cal had to describe his response to T