Enzo “Are you sure you’re a human, Enzo?” Mila and I stood in the dimly lit room, the hum of medical equipment filling the air. She had just finished going over my physical therapy results, and her eyes were no longer fixed on the tablet in her hand, but were instead boring holes into me now
Nina Lori and I drove back to the hospital that night at midnight, the weight of the situation heavy on our shoulders. We had been there earlier in the day, but it was different now, under the cover of night when the nurses weren’t making their rounds. “You ready?” I asked once we parked in the
Enzo The bar was alive with the chatter and laughter of the team. The pub that Tim had introduced me to, O’Riley’s pub, was the perfect picture of a small-town bar. And right now, that was exactly what I needed. I had ordered a tall glass of beer; nothing that would get me too drunk because
With a sigh, I ended the call and leaned on the sink. This wasn’t like Nina at all. I would have expected her to be in bed by now, and she always called me right before she fell asleep when we were apart; even when we were both in Mountainview and I was out late, she would at least send a text to le
Nina That night, sleep eluded me. I found myself pacing around the kitchen, caught somewhere between a state of making tea and having a mental breakdown. My mind kept wandering back to Jessica, back to whether I should Claim her or not. Lori had been right; it was a huge decision. Life changing,
Nina The night air was cool against my skin as I slipped out of the house, careful not to wake Lori. The decision had been made; I was going to turn Jessica into a werewolf. It was a risk, a leap into the unknown, but I couldn’t bear the thought of losing my friend. I had to try, even if it was
Nina I was still sitting in the truck, my forehead leaned on the steering wheel as the tears flowed down my cheeks in tiny rivers. I felt like a failure. I had tried to turn Jessica into a werewolf to save her life; I had put my own baby’s life on the line, and for what? She looked just as frail
Nina After a while, my tears finally subsided. With a sigh, I finally climbed out of the truck and shuffled up the driveway. A particularly cold wind was blowing through, and I shivered, pulling my jacket closer around my shoulders. I took one last look over my shoulder, wary of any more strange