Hunter's POV (Continuation...)
I covered a good amount of area in the woodlands for the whole night. Because I was already deep in the woods, I didn't notice the rising of the sun in Sunday morning. The search in my werewolf form ceased at the rise of the sun. I leaned over the old cypress tree and let the transformation continued.
With a labored breathing, I closed my eyes and listened to my bones cracking and breaking into human-like size. My black fur replaced with skin, forming and stitching each other until I was back in my own skin.
I let out one large exhale as the pain on my limbs slowly disappearing at the repair of my damage tissues under my human skin.
