Chapter 37

Who had spoken exactly like me? Who had used my own voice to talk to me? I was scared. Everywhere was still and quiet. I guess werewolves were still sleeping. My body ached badly all over, but I was too scared to think about it. Ever since the voice had spoken, my heart had been racing like a triathlon. I was too scared to look around me anymore for fear of the unknown. I was too scared that the strange yet familiar voice belonged to a supernatural being that might jump out of the shadows and come at me. I quickly limped to the window, trying to pull the curtains as close as the torn places would allow. I checked the door and noticed it was locked from the outside. Where did that voice come from? And even the anger and vengeance that had overwhelmed me? Those hadn’t been my initial thoughts. Yes, I remembered feeling bitter and vexed, but I couldn’t really understand how those violent emotions had come to be. Checking within me, I realized none of those emotions existed anymore; all I