*Pryce Winsley's POV*
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"I'm done dressing up! I'm ready, Pumpkin. Should we go now?" Blair cheerfully said, turning to look at me on the bed, and she walked near me wearing an inquisitive face. "Are you okay?"
I looked at her and acted normal, and I nodded my head in response. "Yep. I'm fine, love. Let's go?" I answered and smiled as I stood up. She closed her green eyes, and they turned red when she opened them. She better be in her vampire form from now on.
"Why do you feel so worried? Hey, is there something wrong? Something strange? I'm sure there is. We won't meet the Herreras if you are not feeling well. We could just stay here and watch some movies, or if not, we will go somewhere else... To make you feel better." She asked and stood before me, tucking some stray strand
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*---"Five... Four... Three... Two... One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Four... Th---""Blairie! Stop pacing back and forth! The floor might deteriorate! Sit the hell down, will you? I'm getting dizzy! You wouldn't want me puking here."I looked at my cousin for a moment and saw she seemed nervous, too, and I went to continue what I was doing. "Three... Two... One---""Repeat one more time, and I will freeze the blood in your feet in one place," Sander warned me, looking so sick of my manner, and I just showed her the fireball I released on my left hand."Go on. I could just melt it anyway." I replied while trying to challenge her, and she let
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*---I ran closer to the big furious beasts, one fighting to release power and show supremacy while the other was fighting for her life, and I used telekinesis to make them both stop moving. I slowly tried to control Pryce's limbs to make her release Alison, but she seemed so damn strong. Seconds passed, and I thankfully managed to make her remove her hands from the white werewolf's bleeding mouth, and I could feel my mate's anger. Now, her madness is onto me."Ali! Move!" I yelled and saw her struggling to get her opponent's right hind foot that had been on her stomach while the claws were digging deep into her flesh even though she was wearing armor.When Alison successfully got away from Pryce's hold,
*Pryce Winsley's POV* --- Extreme panic rushed through my whole body, seeing my mate lost consciousness while my right claws held her neck, and I quickly let her go. "What have I done? No, no, no! Blair? Hey! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean..." I cried, stepping away from her, and I tried to look at myself and saw that I am this... No, I am in this ruthless monster's body, trapped. I knelt and crawled near her to check if she was alright, but clearly, she wasn't. I have never felt so much fear in my whole life before, knowing that she's nowhere near being okay. Did I... Did I just... Kill her? Please, no! I can never forgive myself if something bad happens to her. Why is this happening? Why
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*---"I'll repeat the question, and likely, I won't repeat it again. Who is Pryce?" I asserted and asked the huge creature before me, and it pointed to itself and spoke, more like growling."I am... Pryce. I am your mate, your girlfriend, and your future wife. It's me, Blair. Don't you recognize me?"I let out a sigh of relief, hearing her precise answers, and slowly, I killed the fire on both my hands.A smile crept on my face as I walked closer to her, and I noticed her tail wagging. Oh, my mate! It's really her! She's in control."Hey, Baby-blue, is it really you? Can I touch you?" I asked her, staring straight into her familiar purple eyes, and she he
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*---Should I run away for the sake of my life now? I don't think I should get scared with this wolf, though. I could just teleport, right? But I could sense a familiar aura from it.And if my senses are correct, it's... My girl. She's a little wolf now—a regular wolf."Pryce? Babe? Is that you?" I asked her when she halted and sat on the ground before me while huffing and looking up at me."Hey! It really is you, Cupcake! You still have purple eyes. Are you there? Oh, you look so damn cute! You are in your regular wolf form now! Look! Smaller paws, smaller snout, smaller teeth, smaller claws, and smaller everything! Wow! Cutie patootie! Weee-wolf! Hi!" I rejoiced, seeing her finally shifted into her
*Somebody's POV* --- The footsteps of the wolf that just came in the front door of the mansion pitter-pattered down the hall, making the three women sitting at the dining area look at the creature with their smiling faces. "Donald! Son, your back! This is a pleasant surprise." Hera, the eldest of the three, greeted the naked man who shifted from his wolf form. And with a subtle wave of the left hand of Magenta, the woman younger than the rest, the black robe from the rack near the fireplace went floating in the air, and Donald grabbed the fabric to wear it. "Mother! Aunties! Good evening! I'm glad to see you all doing pretty well and looking prettier." He greeted them with a broad smile and went near them to kiss the back of their right hands.
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh’s POV*---Something wet and warm brushed my left cheek, making me open my eyes as I had just woken up. And the first thing I saw was purple eyes that had been staring at me, and the wolf on my bed licked my cheek again, but now she’s including my neck and all over my face.“Ahh, Babe, stop! I’m awake. Okay? I’m awake. Hey!” I exclaimed when she hovered on top of me and kept licking my face while I tried to wrestle with her to lie down again.When the wolf was about to be defeated and lay on her right side, she shifted into her beast form, making me groan as she never plays fair. “No! Come on, Sweetheart! You are cheating! You are supposed to be just in your cute form!”
*Pryce Winsley’s POV*---We stepped out of the ladies’ restroom to head to the secluded part of this restaurant owned by our very own lawyer and friend, Leanne Jordan, that is mainly used for meal meetings--the conference room. And we are pretty sure that they are already waiting there. We still have two minutes before the agreed time, so I presume we aren’t really that late.“Hell...oh, girls! Damn, you look so different. But it's a good difference. What happened?” Leanne greeted us, quite surprised to see our old and unusual faces, and I flashed her a cheeky smile as Blair and I took our seats on each of her sides.“Hi, Lee! Our looks? Well… we just got some… you know… we accidentally washed our faces with a soap I had found in the cupboard back