Chapter 8

Fur that was keeping me warm, on paws instead of hands ... it all begins to recede, and unlike my transformation to the beast, the reversal is not painful at all. It’s fast, almost instant, and before I can blink or even get to grips with what is happening, I am nakedly human. Smeared in my blood and flat out in a huddled heap on the floor, saving me some of my dignity by shielding my body. I scramble to pull my body into a ball, aware I am entirely uncovered and exposed to the hundreds of eyes around me. I jump when my blanket is tossed towards me by the nearby Damon, smirking as his eyes devour my nudity, and I recoil. Embarrassed, ashamed at being naked in front of everyone, and mad as hell that he made sure I would have to cross eight feet to get the blanket. I glare at him, forgetting myself for a moment, then ponder not going to get it and huddle up to cover myself instead. Others had theirs tossed directly at them, and looking around, I realize I am the only one who has to go cr