Noah transformed into a wolf in front of Michael, and though the process seemed grueling, Michael did not look away even once, though it looked uncomfortable.
But his discomfort turned into fascination as Noah drew near to the end of the transformation, and what seemed to be a huge wolf was in the living room, staring into Michael's eyes with its big golden pupils.
"Wow," Michael exclaimed and hugged him, melting into the comfort of his pelt. "This is great." He exclaimed and Noah nodded.
He couldn't talk in this form but he had something similar to voice transmission in which he could communicate with his mate.
"How long do you want me to be like this?" He asked through the transmission, and Michael paused, surprised that he was hearing Noah's voice in his head. "Don't be surprised. I can communicate with you because you're my mate."
