Chapter 40

Freya's POV

  "What is going on with me? Oh no, where is this weird energy emanating from? I can't control myself," I shrieked terribly out of my heart, but no one could hear me because my agitated screeching was like a roar to them. The sound echoed through the wolves' domain like a summer thunderstorm, and all they could see was me growing bigger with each passing second until I stood before their eyes at about seven feet tall.

  "Run, She's transforming to a primordial Lycan", I could hear their tiny screams, forcing itself into my eardrums.

"She's coming, run or die!" I heard one say but not too far away from me. My vision grew blurry as my fur became thicker and more vibrant than ever, while still maintaining its black coloration; even though my claws had become sharp enough for ripping flesh off bones. And then there came that terrible feeling when you're on fire, yet your body is cold...my entire form began to glow red hot, making me look li