Chapter 4 The Full Moon

Asher knew that he had to leave Ember's side as the full moon approached. He couldn't risk losing control and exposing his true nature to her. But as he looked into her eyes, he felt a pang of sadness.

"I have to go," he said, his voice low and husky.

Ember looked up at him, concern etched on her face. "What's wrong?" she asked.

Asher hesitated, unsure of how to explain. "I just have to take care of some things," he said finally.

Ember nodded, seeming to understand. "Okay," she said. "But can I see you tomorrow?"

Asher smiled, feeling a sense of relief. "I'd like that," he said.

As he left Ember's side, Asher felt the familiar stirrings of his werewolf nature. He knew that he had to get to his safe house, to let his transformation take hold.

The moon was rising high in the sky, casting an silver glow over the landscape. Asher felt its power coursing through his veins, calling to the wild animal within him.

As he approached his safe house, Asher felt a sense of anticipation building inside him. He knew that the transformation would be intense, and he was ready to let go of his human form.

With a sense of freedom, Asher let the moon's power take hold. He felt his body begin to shift, his senses heightening as he transformed into a werewolf.

The feeling was exhilarating, and Asher let out a loud howl as he ran through the forest, feeling the rush of the wind in his fur and the power of the moon in his veins.