Shannon whimpered as she felt the strange new warmth in her body, the hotness of her blood pumping from her changed heart even as fur began to grow and a tail began to push out from behind her. Her clawed fingers splayed against the stall door dug in leaving long furrows as she struggled to understand what she felt and come back under control. The wolf wanted out, wanted to run, hunt, be free, but the girl knew and sensed how terrible that could be. Images of her transformed, running through the halls as people saw her, then the inevitable news coverage popped through her mind. The pack would be known, seen, hunted, and who knew if there were others like them. She couldn't endanger anyone...and yet...the prospect of just being her true self was so strong...
Shannon closed her eyes caught between her new nature and her better sense, and ...