With one final, sickening crack, the transformation was complete. Where Sienna had knelt trembling in agony, a towering, monstrous werewolf now stood, its powerful body covered in thick purple-black fur, enormous claws gleaming beneath the crimson moon. The creature threw back its head and unleashed a deafening howl that shattered the graveyard's silence. There was no more pain, no more fear, only an insatiable hunger and the intoxicating thrill of newfound power. Somewhere deep within the beast, a tiny fragment of Sienna remained, screaming to be heard. But as those glowing blue eyes turned towards the distant lights of the sleeping town, one terrible truth became clear. The transformation was over, but the nightmare had only just begun.

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