Pain. Out of nowhere, pain shot through my entire body, waking me from my slumber. I opened my eyes but couldn't really see anything because the pain was blurring my vision. Sharp stabbing sensations and burning sensations ripped through my body in another wave and I couldn't help the scream that tore out of my throat. I could hear frantic footsteps rushing up the stairs and I tried to sit up, but another wave rushed through me, causing my back to spasm. It felt like I was being ripped apart and another scream escaped me. The footsteps got closer to my door.

"Oh, my goddess, Stella! Stella are you alright?" Tara yelled from the other side of my door, banging on it. I tried to stand up, but failed, collapsing onto the floor. My legs felt weak and hurt so bad. I felt like I was being soaked in acid, every molecule of my being ate away at each other, completely shredding my nerves. Cole told Tara to move aside and broke the door handle to get into my room. Cole must have locked the door behind him for me when he left.

Cole and Tara kneeled next to me as another wave of pain washed over me. It was like burning alive and being frozen to death at the same time. Every bone in my body strained, as if struggling to hold their shapes.

"AHHHH" I screamed again and Tara put my head in her lap and my back spasmed again, this time a loud crack was heard. I just broke my spine. Tears poured down my face and screams just didn't stop falling from my lips.

"Baby! What's wrong?" Tara cried, tears fell from her own eyes. Cole grabbed my face and looked into my eyes and answered for me, I wasn't even able to talk if I wanted to.

"Tara... she's turning," Cole said softly but seriously. I looked at Cole and let all of my fear fill my eyes. Cole saw and stroked my face, trying to soothe me but the pain was too intense. The pain relaxed just enough for me to mutter something to Cole.

"Help... me," I muttered before I screamed again.

"Cole... what is happening? She shouldn't be changing until she turns eighteen! That's still a couple weeks away!" Tara exclaimed.

"I don't know. Maybe her mother knew she was with us and just decided to get it over with? I don't know, babe. We just know what's happening right now and we need to help Stella," Cole said and he picked me up off of the floor and placed me back on my bed.

I could feel my sheets getting soaked with my sweat. The pain was so intense that I was seeing black spots and if I could, I probably would have thrown up. Tara ran out of my room and Cole stayed with me, holding me down to the bed. I was spasming and seizing up so much I easily could have fallen off the bed again. My muscles were working against me and felt like they were tearing apart.

"Sweetpea... Sweetpea, try to breathe. You need to breathe," Cole said as he brushed some of my hair out of my face.

Tara ran back into the room with a bowl, a sponge, and a towel. I felt one of my shoulders dislocate and crack and I screamed as I turned my body into the pillow. Tara grabbed a sponge and dipped it into the bowl and brought it to my head, wiping off some of my sweat.

HOW LONG IS THIS GOING TO FUCKING TAKE?!?!?!? GOD, SOMEONE KILL ME!!! I screamed out in my head, the pain was unbearable and I honestly would have rather died than going through anymore of that unbearable torture.

"Oh, sweetpea. I'm so sorry. It's going to take about an hour and nothing we do with help very much right now I'm afraid," Cole said and my eyes twisted in confusion, but I couldn't ask because I was crying too much. Cole saw my confusion before continuing.

"You used what we call a mind-link. It's a way for wolves to communicate with each other that is particularly useful in our wolf forms. That's how I knew what you were thinking. I heard you," Cole's soft voice explained and because I was focused on him so much, the pain lessened as I gave it less attention.

I screamed out again as my other shoulder dislocated and my elbow snapped backwards. I felt myself fading in and out of consciousness. Tara wiped my skin down with the cold, wet sponge again and while it felt good it did nothing to ease my pain.

"Cole, should we get her out of her dress? Her clothes might hurt her once she changes if she gets tangled?" Tara asked Cole.

"Yea that's a good idea. I'll go get a sheet to cover her with instead to give you a minute," Cole said as he rose to leave the room. I used all of the strength in my body to grab his wrist.

"Don't... leave... me..." I gasped out between screams.

"Alright, sweetpea. Tara just go grab one of her bath towels out of her bathroom," Cole said as he sat next to me, cradling my head in his lap.

Tara came back out with a large fluffy bath towel and set it next to me. Cole and Tara worked together to lift my body enough to get my dress off from over my head, leaving me just in my bra and underwear. Cole closed his eyes and held the towel over my shoulders as Tara removed my bra and underwear. I was in far too much pain to even care that they had stripped me naked.

My legs then cracked and snapped, fur sprouting out of my skin. My fingers split open as dark claws started replacing my fingernails and I could feel the same thing happening to my toes. My skull cracked and felt like my face had been run over by a semi truck. Actually, that's sort of what my whole body felt like. Like I had been run over by a parade of semi trucks and then thrown into an active volcano.

More fur sprouted from random spots in my skin. My wrists and forearms started looking more like paws and dog legs rather than human arms. My body seized up again, my back broke even further. The black spots became more prominent, fading in from the sides of my vision. I was in hell. As the black spots slowly took over more and more of my vision, I gave into the darkness, hoping I wouldn't feel the pain if I was unconscious.

I was wrong. I still felt every single bone break and every single muscle tear until it all reformed which was just as painful as being torn apart. Blacking out and going under did dull the pain a little because I wasn't conscious enough to focus on it, but it was still horrible. Slowly, the pain started fading. Everything was still sore as fuck, but there wasn't any new pain being added. I heard a soft voice in the distance, and although the voice didn't belong to anyone I knew, it sounded so familiar.

I heard the voice calling for me and I tried to reach out for it, but couldn't get a grasp. I didn't know which way was up, down, left or right.

The voice spoke again, this time a little clearer. It was a soft feminine voice and while it was gentle it hid dominance.

I can't find you. I can't wake up. I called out into the darkness, but I didn't even know if she'd be able to hear me.

I did as she said, trying to follow her voice, but my sense of direction was so disoriented and I lost her again.

Please keep talking to me. I can't find you. I called out again, hoping she would answer.

I followed her soft, honey voice until I saw a pinprick of white light.

The voice was excited and it made me halt in my tracks.

Oh, god. Am I dead? Did I die? I cried out as tears started forming in my eyes.

After the voice yelled at me as I walked closer to that light, my eyes snapped open, bright sunlight washing over me through my orange sheer curtains. The light seemed brighter and the orange seemed more vivid. I looked around the room, and all of the colors seemed brighter. A few seconds went by and I heard voices. I recognized two of the voices, they belonged to Cole and Tara. There were two, no, three other voices that I didn't recognize.

I tried to pull myself up and sniffed the air, which I instantly regretted. It smelled like five extremely strong different, conflicting perfumes were being sprayed in my face. I coughed and gagged and tried to breathe lighter. I wanted to throw up. It smelled as if each of the five people that had been in my room had been soaking in perfume for weeks. I coughed again, trying to clear out my throat from breathing in all the conflicting smells.

I heard a voice in my head say. I jumped and fell off of the bed, landing on my feet. To say it was an odd experience is by far an understatement. I wasn't on two feet anymore. I was on four. I started crying and whimpering in fear and confusion but it sounded more like yelping and howling and barking. Sounds that would come from an anxious dog... or a wolf.