Chapter 95

With each passing moment, I became increasingly aware of the subtle transformations occurring within my bones and muscles. My senses heightened; I could hear a chorus of sounds surrounding me, filling the night air.

Recognizing my rising panic, he reassured me, "It's just wildlife, Aadita." When I found myself spiraling out of focus, he sighed and instructed me to halt.

"If you can hear those sounds, if you're perceiving the external world, you haven't yet connected deeply enough. That would indicate failure."

"I failed," I murmured, tears welling in my eyes. "I'm so sorry."

"No, you didn't fail. The transformation itself simply did not occur. Now let's give it another try. Cue yourself this time. Proceed at your own rhythm. Shift only when you feel ready. Just listen to yourself. Now, breathe."

This time, as I attempted again, he remained silent, letting his touch guide me deeper into the process. He gently pressed on specific points along my lats, tra