"Turn me back!" I growled to my spirit wolf.
"What are you saying? Come on, enjoy the moment."
"I'm in the moment, but I'm enjoying it. Everyone is looking at me like I'm a freak." I grumbled within.
"No, they're all staring because you're a formidable wolf. Take a look." My spirit wolf stated.
I slowing looked around my wolf form and realized that my furs were completely white and blemishes just like Ethan's. I tried calculating how high I was from the ground, and if my calculation is correct, I should be seven-foot from the ground.
My claws just killed a Deanite wolf with a single blow, shouldn't I also look at them? Behold, my claws were as big and sharp as Ethan's also.
What I'm I looking at? A replica of Ethan's wolf form? I guess this is because I'm a carrier of the Alpha's powers.
I couldn't see my fangs but I could feel them with my massive tongue; they were four canine teeth, two up and two down.
