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RED MOON: The Breaking Of The Lycanthrope Curse

Chapter 2 Not every square leads back to one

Word Count: 1000    |    Released on: 24/11/2023

knock

k that surged through my body, remembering the

idn't want to look him in the face af

n my bed, staring at me with the old grey eyes. I knew what she

let out the words lik

loves you, ri

oaned "But he confus

continued in a bitter tone

d, removing strands of hair

nny!!?" I retort

lders because I missed mom, and felt everything was crumbling without her. If only he knew I finally made friends after several

k home" I wailed, bury

d," her hands brushed my hair gently, "But it wasn't easy for your papa as well you know, he

t want to start afr

time you think of what it would be like to make a name for yourself in a

d, wiping my tears with t

ou know ab

… " she continued "I might have overheard you spell

to tell Carla about Josh. I never wanted to tell Nanny or Dad about anyth

't know about your lov

old but very fam

Nanny," I

t was, the reason she came to my room. But h

yes he can,"

ave me a peck on my forehea

r again. I was still trying to wrap my head around how long

knoc

I was sure

" I straighte

o, was the name my Dad called me anytime he f

said, still not loo

aching out for my face

t me," his eyes always sold him out before his mouth did,

ready aren't we?" Not like the

ut you and Nanny go shopping tomorrow, while I do the re

win a lady over. Another

" he

mise me one thing," I

hing

te-hour notice regarding relocation,

s pinky finger around min

olo," he drew me

d," I said, embrac

felt like the air was too hot to breathe each time there was a misunderstanding. Nanny would always be the one caught in

ipped my hands under my pillow and brou

so furious earlier,"

ewolf looked like it wanted to protect the child, and at the same time

y's voice was loud

ybe I could keep the painting for a lit

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