CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

Surreal was the only word Ruby could use to describe the feeling that enveloped her whenever she shifted. Her senses, which were becoming sharper by every passing day, became ten times more powerful. The feeling of the breeze through her fur made her wolf hum in satisfaction. Her paws on the hard marble floor contrasted with the soft grass her wolf first stepped on, but she didn't mind. A satisfied growl escaped her wolf at the feeling of being set free. She expected gasps and wails of disbelief—she couldn't even properly hear anyone breathing. The only thing that rang in her ear was the deafening silence that fell in the hall at her transformation. And ever so slowly, she peeled her eyes open. She was met with the shocked expression of everyone in the room. Her eyes fell on Victor, who stumbled back at the eye contact. His eyebrows scrunched as a confused frown tugged the haughty smile on his face. Ruby felt her wolf reflect a wickedly triumphant aura as she stood tall among the Eld