Chapter Fifteen

I looked up at the face of the person. I am sure I have seen him somewhere, but I don't know where.

His hands were tight on my throat, and I used my two feet to kick the air. I was struggling to breathe.

I succeeded in kicking him right on the chin; he fell on the other side and got up immediately without touching the ground.

I formed a fighting stance; I should fight with him for my life rather than sit here and die so easily.

I tried changing again, hoping and praying that what they did would not affect me any longer.

I started the change, focusing on it one after the other. My hands changed to claws, my clothes tore while I grew bigger, and my teeth became elongated.

I am a beautiful white wolf named Nala.

He transformed into a black wolf; he was as quick as lightning.

"I want you to kneel before me, Wolf; his mind linked me."

I was shocked to notice that this stranger could do that to me.

This further confirms my suspicion that he is from the Shadow Pack.

As a daughter of the sha