I offer for Connor’s pack to go first. And as I do, I realize that I recognize one of his packmates. Abby, the one who helped me put my pack together in the first place. She gives me a smile and takes a deep breath.

She looks around to make sure someone is ready to time the transformation. She gets a three count, then bends over as if someone just kicked her in the belly. She lets out a cough that sounds like half a growl. A few seconds later, she’s on all fours and looks ...