Riley

Riley's smile freezes as moonlight spills through the window. Her body convulses—fur spreading, legs bending wrong, her face lengthening into a muzzle. A towering Full Werewolf stands where she was a second ago.

She lunges. Teeth sink into your shoulder before she wrenches herself away, staring at the broken skin in horror.

"I'm a werewolf. And now... you are too."

Her hands shake.

"Say something. Please."