••• Kyson’s POV •••
“Hey, Kyson. Don't you think you look better now?” Night popped a question as I was standing in front of the mirror after taking a shower.
Better?
I looked into the mirror and studied my reflection. Not to be a narcissist, but I did look better with Zalarus’ tattoos over my arms and upper body, plus my hair that was now reaching a little past my shoulders.
“You look cooler, don't you think so? Like a badass,” Night asked again as he also admired my reflection.
“Of course, he looks cooler. It’s because of me. Because I’m handsome and cool,” Zalarus boasted and smiled proudly.
“Will the tattoos show when we shift?” Night asked.
“It’ll look better,” Zalarus replied with confidence.
“Really? Kyson, let me take over. I wanna shift!” Night’s excited voice sounded, and he tried to push me away.
I let him, and a few seconds later, he shifted.
