CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY EIGHT – A NEW TRANSFORMATION

"Karina, what's wrong?" Marie asked, concern etched on her face. Karina couldn't meet her gaze. She could only stare at Becky, her tiny body trembling, the growl now a constant low rumble. The ride to their mansion felt like an eternity. Each passing second seemed to stretch into an agonizing minute. When they finally pulled through the ornate iron gates, John was waiting on the porch, his brow furrowed with worry. "Karina! Marie! What's going on?" he exclaimed, rushing towards the car. Karina leaped out, cradling Becky close. "John," she gasped, her voice thick with panic. "Becky… she's…" John's eyes widened as he saw Becky's grayish skin and the faint outlines of fur sprouting from her tiny limbs. Understanding dawned on his face. "We need the vial," he said urgently, his voice tight. "Gwen gave it to us on our wedding day, remember?" Karina nodded, her mind racing. She vaguely remembered a small glass vial nestled in a velvet pouch Gwen had given them as a wedding gift. But wh