Waverly watched as the pack stepped out onto the gravel. To say the atmosphere was tense would’ve been an understatement: it was downright hostile. She stared as one by one, they transformed and launched themselves forward, starting the battle for Sawyer’s life.
Faintly in the background, she could hear Christopher screaming for his pack to ready themselves and not long after, the sound of snarling and bodies being thrown against the house began. She looked to her right to see Katia come up beside her, flash her a smirk, and then leapt out of the door, shifting in an instant.
Waverly shrunk back into the house. What was she going to do? She couldn’t fight as a human—she’d die. But she couldn’t stay here either. Sawyer needed her; what kind of Luna would she be if she didn’t defend her Alpha and her pack when they needed her the most? She took a deep breath and focused her energy on shifting, trying to feel herself transforming…