They gathered in North’s basement, nervous with fear and anticipation. The harsh sterile smell of a medical room attacked his wolf senses, heightening the tension in the room. White walls, bare of personal touches, closed in like prison bars. Tonight Melanie was officially becoming part of the Pack. She’d become a werewolf. It would be a brutal process that required near death. Though Jasper had helped in many changes throughout his years, he didn’t know if he could stomach this particular one. Since meeting her, Melanie had become a sister to him. Watching her go through the change might take a part of his soul with her. Looking at his mate, his heart clenched. Her chestnut hair was pulled back from her face, enhancing her soft beauty. Willow desired to be changed as well, but would she after witnessing this? That morning he’d woken up wrapped around his warm mate. The feel of her heart beat against his chest in sync with his own made both the wolf and the man want to howl for joy.
