"Shifting to a Rogue once is a risk, but shifting the second time is a possibility"
"A possibility to what?" I asked with a heavy tone, my heart almost beating out of my chest.
He looked tentative now and I gave him pleading eyes, I didn't want to be kept in the dark anymore, I really needed to know what was going on.
He took a heavy breath before speaking "A possibility of Dace not reverting to his original werelion form ever again" He shook his head. "Dace is a Rogue now"
"W-What?" I said in a trembling voice, time stopped around me and it was just me and my sharp inhale. I didn't even realize when Grayson sat me down or when he walked to get me something.
"Becoming a rogue is many things," he began handing me a soda, which I took but made no attempts to pop it open, sensing that Grayson took a seat beside me and popped it open for me before placing it back on my hand. I haven't moved.
