A wolf bite changes you. Reshapes you into something else.

Change is never easy, and it’s never painless. At least, that’s why I tell myself it feels like someone is pouring acid on my throat.

Once is enough to scar you, mentally and physically. More than that…

I’m not the same. I will never be the same Saige Leo as before that first bite.

The wolf’s teeth pierce my skin, hot like a knife cutting into me.

It burns. How does it hurt even more? Tears fill my eyes. ...