Eve’s POV
I sat on the old wooden bench behind the infirmary, the one no one ever uses for reasons known to them. But maybe that’s why I chose it, no one will come looking for me here, nobody will get to see the way my hands won’t stop trembling .
The moon hung low, swollen and bright it almost looked like he was accusing me.
I put my knees tight to my chest instead at the moon, hoping she would offer me some kind of answer but in truth she never did all she did was watch like she was waitingfor me to understand something I didn’t even have the words for.
My chest tightened . Ever is a transformation ever since the wolf inside me toy with the rage I didn’t know. I had me my thoughts have become a little louder. My breathing now sounds like someone else too heavy to belong to the gir
