My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift novel Chapter 84

　　Her blue eyes, now shining brightly in the dark, like a low torch, its light glowed.

　　Everywhere was bright, the colours were clearer and she could see even the most minuscule of details from them. From the tree barks, their hard and rough surface, the little details that made up the texture, everything was visible. They were so bright, so clean… So amazing. The rush she felt was like no other.

　　She looked at her mother who smiled at her proudly. Her mother had never looked so beautiful to her. The details of her skin, the wrinkles, the fairness, her tint, her tone, she took it all in. Coupled with the other changes in her body, she could smell her mother. Melissa smelled like Lavender and Sage. She also smelled like the food she craved the most, chicken pie. Roxanne felt various spices emanating from her mother, but that wasn't all. She could hear it, the low, yet constant beating of her mother's heart, Melissa's breath as she took it in and out. The brushing of her hair and the low sound it made as it slapped her skin.

　　“How is it, Roxanne?” Melissa asked, gazing upon her daughter with a look of excitement.

　　“I-It's beautiful…” Roxanne cried, tears flowing from her eyes, as she took in the ambiance of the colourful surroundings.

　　Everything was beautiful. This was the world of the Werewolves… Every little hint of doubt or fear was gone. Roxanne could only appreciate the moment and savoured it.

　　"Now, Roxanne, the process is not complete. You are merely at the passageway, you currently stand at the middle, neither man nor wolf. Should you wish to continue, all you have to do is make a tribute to the moon for acceptance as one of her children.” Melissa said.

　　“Choose wisely Roxanne. You can return to your life as normal, or you can begin this new journey as someone more… Something more. The choice is yours.”

　　Was there even any room for hesitation? This rush she felt, this immense joy and sensation, she could never get it as a human. This transcended the feelings she got from boxing or wrestling. She couldn’t let go of those things because of how they made her feel, there was no way she would let go of this as well. She wanted it, she desired it, she craved it… No matter what! It was hers after all.

　　“Awooooooooo!!!!!!” She let out her first howl, raising her head up high as her visible breath let out white smoke.

　　Her eyes remained focused on the moon as she enjoyed the sound of her tribute to the moon, her answer to the question she was asked. Her unwavering resolve… The howl, while not capable of being translated into contemporary language, could only mean one thing.

　　“I want this!”

　　And so she got it. The next stage began immediately.

　　“Gahhhhhh!!!!” Roxanne let out.