Nick shivered. The Windy City indeed. He hated the full moon, the unwilling transformation it brought, the lack of control. But he couldn't say he would've minded a coat of fur on a November night here in Chicago. His jacket helped a little, sure, but his fingers felt like ice, even in his pockets. Not that he couldn't transform now. Just that it wouldn't be wise. Not here at the bus stop, with people all around. He thought of Nina, and felt just a little bit warmer. She was beautiful and kind. He smiled as he remembered their first meeting, which hadn't been long ago. Just a quick hello, but that was more than he'd gotten from most of his new pack. Then again, that had been before last night, when most of them had thought he wouldn't survive his first full moon. A lot of people didn't, especially scrawny ones like him. Maybe now that they knew he was going to be more of a permanent fixture, things would be different. The bus came screeching to a halt, and he and a few other people stepped on. Soon, he was on his way downtown. From there he'd have to walk a mile or so to find the pack. To find Nina... He shook his head. They'd only met once, and it was brief. It was too soon to be developing a crush. And if she had a boyfriend, he shuddered to think how that would end up.