91- Dreaming of heaven part 3

The wolves lunged at Sirius with their teeth bore ferociously, hatred in their eyes.

The beta, whose name Sirius still hadn't been able to learn, lay lifeless at his feet—a casualty Sirius hadn't wanted, but at this point, his mind could not be reached.

And Taz didn't care.

The beast, now fully in control, moved with a cruel precision, reveling in the chaos, doing what he wanted.

"Troublesome thing, it is, to be bound to a human form," Taz mused aloud, his voice carrying an eerie calm that unsettled even the wolves. He smiled, his sharp, white teeth glinting in the moonlight.

Then his form rippled, his body contorting as he shifted. His human frame expanded, his skin turning pale and rough as he morphed into a hulking white alligator. With a deafening roar, he lunged forward, snapping his massive jaws. His aura that he emitted filled the wolves with dread. It had the power to make their life flash before their eyes and they saw their own deaths.