AN: Here goes the new transformations!

Jessimar was her village's unknown beauty. When seen, her perfect chestnut locks fell in curls to her lower back and her dark gray eyes would pierce your soul. She was the youngest daughter of the merchant family in the village, and the one less known. Her family said she had "problems" and it was best not to be around people.

But the real shameful secret was that Jessimar was a witch. At night she'd become an animal, especially during the full moon. The only time she didn't leave was during the time when no moon was seen. She'd shiver in fear and pace around the house.

She was treated different that her plainer sisters. She wore the shabbiest clothes and the only jewelry she wore was an amulet shaped like the full moon. She was never offered for marriage. Her parents feared others finding out about her.

Jessimar didn't realize she was blessed until another girl her age came to stay with her family. Maris of Hayes was a wealthy customer, and despite their shame, they couldn't turn her away.

On the night of the full moon, Maris discovered the wolf form of Jessimar. The brunette begged the red head not to tell. Maris agreed and showed her amulet to Jessimar. Then explained that she, too, had a gift. They were both blessed by their mother, the goddess Selene. They were Daughters of the Moon. And like all good, they had an enemy called the Atrox.

At night, the girls would escape into town and shop or play around, each warily watching out for the evil they were chosen to fight against. During the day, Maris went on normally, never acknowledging Jessimar, as planned.

One night, the girls sepreated in the late night market. Maris found what they were looking for, and Jessimar found love. She met a young Egyptian man who stole her heart. Seeing her friend's happiness, Maris couldn't bring herself to tell her friend what she had seen until it was too late. The young man had come to Jessimar's home to ask her father for her hand in marriage. He was thrown out, but the damage was done. Her older sister, Serene, had found her sister's weakness.

That night, Maris told Jessimar what she had seen. Serene had become a lecta, a chosen one of the Atrox. And now Serene knew of her sister's love. Maris warned her friend that her weakness would get them killed, and that she must break the man's heart that night. Jessimar was reluctant to agree, but knew it best.

It was too late. He had been taken. Her older sister laughed in her face when she begged to have him released. "Give us your power, and he will be sent free," she was told. Maris stopped Jessimar from doing so. There were bigger things to save than one man. Jessimar knew that and, with a heavy heart, declined the chance to save the love of her life.