What Am I?

Chapter 13

Rhylee's POV

I am jolted from my sleep by pain surging through my body. I jump out of bed and fall to the floor landing on my hands and knees. I begin to hear my bones crack as they try to find their new arrangement. I try to hold back my screams by cupping my mouth, but it didn't work.

"Ahh fuck." My words escaped me.

"Rhylee!" Miles says throwing the blankets off of himself and meeting me to the floor.

"Don't fight it, let your wolf take control." He says while bending down to my aid.

"I don't know if I can do this." I mumbled through the pain.

"Let go Rhylee, I got this." Layla spoke to me.

I try to clench on to anything for support but only find the flat concrete surface.

"Fuck." I said as I slam my fist to the ground, cracking the floor beneath me.

"Calm down, we are almost there." Layla's words ring in my head.

"You got this Rhy." Miles again trying to calm me.

"Focus on your wolf. What are the colors of her eyes? What about her fur? Does she have a thick coat or is it thin? What does her voice sound like? Picture every detail in your head, and allow her to the surface." He continues. 

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath allowing my transformation to continue.

"She's beautiful, her fur is thick. White with a black under coat. Her eyes are silver with a tint of blue. Her voice is soft, yet stern; an alpha. Layla." I said as her image became clear.

Suddenly the pain just stops. I open my eyes to find Miles staring at me in awe.

"You're perfect." Miles manages to say.

I look down to find paws, I twirl around looking at my body.

"I did it!"

"Um, no, we did.." Layla replied.

"Yes sorry! I'm just so happy!" I replied back.

"I am too."

"It looks like Miles likes what he sees!" She says flirtatiously.

I turn to look at Miles to find him still staring at me. I huff at him.

"Sorry, It's just haven't seen a wolf have this much white fur." Making his way to his feet.

"I have a question.." Miles continues as he rubs the back of his neck.

I tilt my head to listen.

"I would like to turn as well, if your okay with that?" He asks sheepishly.

"Why is he being so shy about it?" I asked Layla.

"Well if you hadn't noticed you kinda... well ripped your clothes turning, so I'm assuming he wants to take his cloths off first."

"Oh umm, yeah I can turn around." I replied back to her.

"I'm okay with watching him strip." She says, causing me to wag my tail.

"Okay! Give me a sec." Miles replies.

"Wait, why did you do that Layla?"

"Come on, he's our mate, aint like we won't see it anyway."

"I still don't know what that means dude." I rolled my eyes and turned from Miles direction.

As I wait for him to turn, my hearing became magnified. I can hear the fabric of his shirt scratch the surface of skin, then the thud of his shirt landing on the ground. He loosened his belt around his waist, the clinging of metal rang deep in my ears. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and tossed then next to his shirt. I sat down forcing my tail not to wag. I then heard popping and cracking, I turned my head to find a very much naked Miles on his hands and knees looking at the ground.