Chapter 5. Blue Moon

Faye's Point of View.

Damion's cold temperature makes me worried sick. At the same time, it makes me think of multiple questions. The fact that he wanted to hide when he was about to wolf out is enough for me to wonder. 

His eyes are burning red, and his fangs, claws, and fur are starting to grow. I feel so scared. Nonconsciously, I stepped a little backward, showing an initial sign of fear. Despite how hard I tried to hide my fear so he won't feel so different about himself, my gestures failed to recognize my thoughts. It's like it has its own life. 

"Go outside," says Damion, looking away. He's hugging himself, shivering with cold. I can't afford to see him like this. Having two options is a privilege, but I'm turning it down. 

I fought my fear and went near him. Although there's a part of me that doesn't like it, I still hugged him. Damion struggled to get away- to push me away... but I'm not letting him. I let him strug