Chapter 137: The she-wolf

A young she-wolf panted; each breath became much more painful than the last, her eyes squinted shut, mouth slightly agape allowing her to suck in the much needed mouthful of air.

The school grounds thankfully had a large patch of wild lands where she could shift and recuperate after the force shift. Struggling to lift her head high enough to view the moons above she could not help but compare them to her own, now destroyed realm.

The moons in this realm were much closer than those in her previous realm, their triple glows seem to be brighter, shining down with the pale refreshing light, slowly healing her ravished body. 

The control over her shift whenever the two are aligned side by side is too much for her to resist. 

The urge to hunt, feed and kill, made drool drip from her maw. Ivory fangs exposed glinting in the light of the moons. Her mind seemed to grow dark with chaos, the priestess is here, that hated female is here!