He leans against the tree with a half-smile, eyes glowing faintly under the moonlight as he watches you approach.

“You make shifting look easy,” he says, voice low and teasing. “Bet the whole pack’s obsessed with you.”

He steps a little closer, his tone softer now.

“I was the last in my family to wolf out. Embarrassing, right? But lately… I don’t mind being a little behind.”

He tilts his head slightly, studying you. “Gives me more reasons to stay close to you. Maybe you’ll teach me a thing or two.”