Chapter 76

• The following week was a grueling symphony of sore muscles, lingering headaches, endless sweat, and those horrid protein shakes Kat insisted on making. If I had to drink another one of those disgusting concoctions, I might explode. Still, Kat was right; they were good for my body, no matter how much my taste buds protested.
• A week of intense training hadn't turned me into a warrior, but I could at least somewhat defend myself. While I might hesitate when facing another werewolf, I was confident I could handle a regular human with ease. Shifting had sped up my body's natural processes, giving me faster results than a human would normally see. While I wasn't covered in thick bands of muscle, my thin frame had filled out. My stomach had hardened, hinting at muscles beneath my pasty skin. My once feather-thin legs were now firm.
• Ethan and Kieran seemed especially enamored with the changes in my legs and bottom, taking every spare moment to appreciate them. While I feigned annoyance at the constant smacks and pinches, I secretly cherished those moments.