She'd never felt so free. All her life she'd felt shackled, restricted. As the only daughter of the Lord of Croix Keep, she'd been doted on by her father as long as she could remember, always kept from what he'd felt was harmful to her. It was stifling. She'd feared the change at first, having heard the stories she'd been told of werewolves just before bedtime. Astra's bite had loosed something in Andrea, though. When the moonlight hit her, the young noblewoman felt a primal force awaken within her, and when her wolfish urges beckoned, she had not fought them, but embraced them at the first chance at freedom she'd ever had. She had felt ecstasy as her teeth lengthened into fangs and fur the same chestnut brown as the hair on her head sprouted across her frame. She had felt liberated as her growing form burst free, tearing her clothes to tatters. Now she was running through the forest. She howled, an unimaginably pleasurable release, and as she ran, she heard an answer. Reaching a still, cold pool, she drank, and waited for her packmate to find her. Astra heard the call of a wolf, and her bestial mindset pondered at what that meant. Listenintg to the still-echoing call, somehow she knew it was not really a wolf, but another like her, a pack-sister, come to join her. Slowly, cautiously, the red and grey furred she-wolf made her way down the slopes of the ridge, towards the pool where she would meet her pack- sister. As she neared the pool, she saw a creature like a woman, its shape obviously feminine. It was covered in fur, and bore savage claws, digging at the bank of the pool as it drank. Finishing its drink, it looked up, and its gaze locked with Astra's, the two of them staring at each other, entranced. There was something familiar about this beast who was to be her pack- sister, yet she wasn't sure what. Slowly, a trickle of rationality formed, cooling the wolf inside her, and she recognized what was before her. It was Andrea. In the throes of the wolf, fully lost to the moon, but it was Andrea. Lady Andrea Croix. Her charge, the one in her protectorate. And yet... Yet it was she, Princess Astra of Aquilaria who had passed this curse on to her. What had she done?
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