JessSomeone obviously has had Hetty in their care. The quality of the tag and the encryption on it. She's been in someone's possession, but then why has she been starving? Why is she emaciated, why hasn't she been able to care for herself as she should? She seems scared that someone may be coming for her. I sit, stroking her fur while thinking about all of this until I hear a car pull up. It doesn't sound like Leo's jeep. I get up from my seat and Hetty whines. "It's alright sweetheart, it's probably just a friend or a patient." She continues to whine as I head towards the side yard to see who's here. "Can I help you?" I call out as I see a woman and two men walking from a black van to my front door. They all turn to me and the woman smiles."Hi! I'm Dr. Kaharu Carla Gainess. You can call me Carla." She smiles but there's fear in her eyes. I glance at the two men behind her. It's quite comical the juxtaposition between Dr. Gainess and the two men. She is a short, petite woman with
HonourI became aware again when I heard her voice."She told you her name?"Carla. She's found us. I caught glimpses of what was going on this time. Bits and pieces of conversation. I still couldn't talk to Hetty, but I could observe.I watch as the two men with Carla, they smell strange, come to drag me away. Jess, being the kind and decent human being she is, tried to get them off of me. I had to fight back to protect her.I feel the tingle start, of course, our shifting is all sorts of a mess. I get free and am able to separate Jess from the one holding her back. I feel the pain in my bones as they prepare to change.I manage to get Jess into the shed and block her in while Carla begs me to calm down saying they can fix this, whatever this is. As if I am some wild animal that will destroy anyone around me. Eye roll. I feel the shift take over and find myself standing in Hetty's form before a confused and embarrassed Carla."You fix this by undoing it Carla. I can't contact Hetty.
HonourEvonleigh sniffs before she starts talking again. "Honour, it's gotten bad. Krauft got really angry after you left. He took it out mostly on Eli. He's been asleep for a couple days now. Whatever they've been doing has made his healing slow down. Wilder hasn't been out, he's been so down, really not himself. He's usually so happy and light you know?" She rambles on as she tries to think of details about what's been happening. "Honour? Where's Hetty?""She's here. I just can't talk to her for some reason. If her experience is like mine has been lately then she is present, just blocked from me.""That's not good. Krauft is getting closer isn't he?" She sounds scared. Evie still has 3 years before she can start to connect with her wolf."Seems that way." If Krauft is able to suppress a wolf before they become present Evie may never get to meet hers. When our human halfs turn 13, us wolves become what we call present. We can access our human's memories and start to share their mind
HonourI hold the pill cup in the palm of our hand and stare at them for a moment. One is a light purple color, one is black, and the third is white with a shimmer to it. "What are they supposed to do?" I shoot a glance at Carla."I don't know what all they have, but I know the white has silver in it. One of them probably has wolfsbane." She shifts her weight between her feet as she holds the bottle of water out for me.I tip the cup back before grabbing the bottle and taking a swallow."I know this isn't easy, Honour. Hopefully we can find a solution for Hetty.""Don't pretend this is for her good." I hiss at her, careful to not move my tongue too much. I'm so sick of these people and their self righteous beliefs. Carla just averts her eyes as she takes a deep breath before turning to leave."I'll see you tonight for your next dose." She leaves.I wait a few more moments for the coast to be clear before I slide the pills out from under our tongue. I glance at the camera in the corne
EvieI cried myself to sleep for the umpteenth night in a row. I've been here longer than Hetty and Eli. I barely remember a time before being here. Sometimes I dream of my mother. Her soft green eyes, framed by her light brown curls. The same eyes I see in the mirror. Her voice, a melody, she calls to me. I don't even remember her name. If it wasn't for Carla insisting we be called by our given names, I probably wouldn't even remember my own.I wake in a curled heap by my door as I blink the crust from my eyes. There's a knock on the door, that's Beck, one of the lab hands. He's learned to knock before bringing my breakfast since I tend to sleep against it. I roll over and whisper for him that I'm clear. He cracks the door and pokes his head in before pushing the door all the way open."Morning Eve. Brought your 'blek'fast for you." He has a warm smile. He's the only one that calls me Eve instead of Evie or Evonleigh. I chuckle at his play on words and his smile widens. "We've got th
HonourWhere are we?There's no clues for me discern.The only sight is black aside from the orange red glow beyond our eyelids.The only sound the rush of blood in our ears.Smell. What is that smell? There's earth, we're used to that. But what else? It's sweet, but not to eat. It makes me think of colors. We don't see colors often. It bring to mind the color of Carla's hair clip. The one with the plants, what did she call them? Purple flowers. She called it wist.. something. Wisteria? Yeah, purple wisteria.'Hetty, are you there?'Silence. It's deafening. Painfully so.'Herietta!'Panic consumes me. I've never been alone like this.I should open my eyes.The light, it's blinding. I blink the sting away. Something isn't right. I feel weak, and cold. I'm never cold in my form. Ok Honour, think. What's the last thing you remember? Think. Think. Think.We were in the white room.Dr. Krauft had just checked our straps.He said it'd only be a pinch.Carla had just walked in, she gave him a
HettyPain. So much pain! Why are we in pain? Searing and all consuming.Where are we?'Honour?'Nothing. Just like before. Crap!What's that sound? Sounds like a voice, it's low, like Kraufts, but I don't recognize it. I can't quite make out the words he's saying. I blink a few times as my surroundings rush in.I'm surrounded by trees. All I hear is blood moving behind my ears aside from the low muffled voice. I blink again and I see a face. I look around again.There's trees. A road. On the side of the road there's a car. A jeep. It reminds me of my brother's, open back and all. I push those tear forming thoughts away as I try to move.That's when I notice it. I'm not on my body, this is Honour's form. What in the world?!I look around again and find the man's face. He's older, probably about the same age as Krauft. His hands are held up, palms facing me as a sign of passivity. His dark brown curls tucked up in a beat up baseball cap and his bright blue eyes flooded with concern.I
LeoI don't know what I was thinking. I wasn't even supposed to be on that road. I had missed my turn and decided to stay stay on the scenic route. It's only 5 minutes longer than my normal way home.I saw her come through the trees and seemed to collapse in pain and every fiber of my being pushed me to go check what was up. As I approached I didn't see any physical injuries, maybe she just exhausted herself? It's stupid, absolutely idiotic to touch a wild wolf, especially an injured one, but I couldn't help it. Before I even registered what was happening I was kneeling and reaching for her muzzle. Just as my fingertips were about to touch I heard a whimper and I froze."Are you trying to get your hand bitten off?" I scolded myself. "Cause this is how you get your hand bitten off. I like my hands, my hands do great things. I'd like to keep them, thank you very much."Next thing I knew her eyes were blinking open and my senses rushed to me pulling my hands back to convey my benignity.