DEXTERA
Roxanne's eyes lit up the moment she saw me. “Oh my, you're awake. How do you feel now?”
“I feel tired and empty inside.” I replied honestly.
She continued cleaning up her freshly used materials, taking a minute to flash me a small, genuine smile. “It’s normal, given the physical exhaustion your...‘other part’ incurred on your human.”
I managed a smile in return. She was the first person in Woodhound to not say the word ‘beast’ to my face. Despite that I knew the other part of me was nothing but a monster I couldn't control, her choice of words gave me a strong sense of hope. Perhaps I could be like every other werewolf one day.
“I’ll be needing your help with painkillers.” I stated. “The ones you gave me the other time worked like magic.”
“As it should be.” she breathed.
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