NOAH'S POV

I blinked my eyes open slowly, my lashes fluttering like wings against the dull morning light filtering through the curtains. My entire body screamed in pain, every nerve aching as if I’d been trampled by a thousand wolves. I groaned softly, the sharp sting in my ribs reminding me that this wasn’t a dream—it was real.

Seems like my new life as a werewolf comes with a bonus package of constant knockouts. I’d lost count of the times I’d blacked out recently. I guess trauma ...