"You were overly influenced by my beast," Michael said apologetically. "It's all my fault."
"What?" I asked, puzzled.
"It's not a big problem. It's just that you transformed, right?"
I nodded. Under the circumstances, the werewolf transformation was the only way I could think of to get rid of the injection.
"So, do you feel your transformation is different from before?" Michael asked.
I nodded and explained, "I feel my strength and speed have increased. I thought it was because I became a royal Lycan that it was different."
"The increase in speed and strength is indeed the effect of becoming a royal Lycan. But other than that, do you feel anything else different?" Michael hugged me from behind. This position allowed me to lean tightly against him. His aura enveloped my body, making me feel exceptionally safe.
I recalled the scene at shift and said, "I also feel that my strength seems endless, as if it cannot be used up."
