“Hold on a minute,” Nanny’s tone sounded bewildered like she had just realised what Dad was saying all along. “Werewolf? What do you mean werewolf? Do they even exist?” Her voice quickened.I heard Dad take a deep breath before he proceeded with the story. “At a certain time in my village back in Italy Nanny, the era of witches, werewolf and werewolf hunters were not folklore. Werewolves attacked humans, beasts and sometimes witches. Hunters were the only ones trained with the ability to stop them, sometimes we were trained by the witches themselves, and we were not expected to be friends or marry and werewolf...”“Wait...you said `we were trained`” Nanny wanted clarity and so did I in the little corner I moulded myself, trembling from each revelation.“I was a werewolf hunter,” Dad lowered his voice.“Mamma Mia!!!” Nanny exclaimed in Italian.Papa was a werewolf hunter? How much was he going to reveal? And how much did he hide from us? Did he have a hand in Garry’s death? Was he frie
“I could stand here and tell you how much I despise you for being selfish, for regarding your feelings over mine, not caring how it could affect me sometime in my life, but I won't. I just want to know one thing.” Hearing him say those words so carefree had a way of adding to the pain I felt. I didn’t care how he tried to justify himself, he deceived me, he lied to me and Mom. “Did Mom know ?” It took both Dad and Nanny by surprise. “Did Mom know who you were before she got married to you?” A feeling of betrayal I never knew I could ever feel struck, and this time, it was from my family. It wasn’t the childish feeling of Mom going far away without telling me, but Dad’s inability to see how much he had hurt me. “Did you tell her or did you just lie to her like you did to me?” I yelled. “That enough young lady,” Nanny moved closer to have a good stare at me.“No...let it go, Nanny,” Dad said softly. I ignored his move to protect me yet again and continued to glare at him. “No...noshe
I lay in my bed listening to Dad go off about how I knew Nicowas a werewolf all this while to Nanny and how I decided to keep it away from him. After the nauseating feeling I felt in my stomach when Dad narrated how Mom died, I lost it when Dad mentioned me staying away from Nico. It seemed to be the only thing he cared about, regardless of how much wrong he had done. I was very adamant and had retorted, telling him I wasn’t going to stay away from Nico and in fact, I already knew he was a werewolf long ago.The look in his eyes could not be explained, it felt like he lost all hope and trust in me, and I could tell for sure that he felt betrayed. Well, the feeling was mutual, as I saw no reason to trust him any longer or even live under the same roof as him. He ended up dismissing me to my room, and I strolled past Nanny’s disappointed gaze. Honestly, I couldn't care less at this moment,there was so much at stake. With so much uncovered truth, I needed to know what my next move would
The rhythmic clatter of the train tracks provided a backdrop to my racing thoughts. There was a special solace I found in the gentle rocking motion of the train, the passing scenery was a blur outside the window. The dim interior created an intimate atmosphere, allowing my mind to wander freely.As the train rattled along, I couldn't shake the lingering words of Elena. The memory of our conversation played like a haunting melody in my mind. "Say hi to Michael," Elena had urged, leaving me with a perplexing puzzle to solve. Ella gazed out at the fleeting landscape, lost in my thoughts. The city lights flickered in the distance, their glow a distant reminder of the world beyond my current situation. The train's whistle echoed through the carriages, bringing me back to the present.Elena's cryptic message lingered like a mist in my mind. Did Elena know Michael, and was he somehow involved in the chaos at Dad's workplace? I just couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the situat
“What do you mean you snuck out of the house and you are at Nico’s place?” Ariana vented over the phone. “Your Dad has been buzzing my phone asking about your whereabouts. I even had to stop picking up his calls because I didn’t know what else to say to him.”“Don't worry about me Ari, I am alright,” I sighed.“You didn’t answer my question, Ella,” Ariana probed. “What do you mean by you snuck out? Is everything okay?”“It’s nothing, Ari...”“No don’t tell me that,” Ariana was tired of my bullshit. “Your Dad blowing up my phone, you snicking out in the middle of the night to Nico’s place. Come on, something is going on here.” She went silent and waited for an answer.“I promise Ari, it’s not something I can’t handle, it’s just a little misunderstanding that's all.” I wasn’t ready to tell her yet. “Please don’t tell my Dad about my whereabouts...please.”Ariana went silent over the phone for a minute and then agreed to be silent about my hideout. “She’s getting suspicious,” Nico said
I drifted in and out of fevered dreams, my body racked with chills despite the dampening touch of the cold towel on my forehead. Each shuddering breath reminded me of the gnawing truth; maybe I was turning. Elena's cryptic prophecy scoffed at for years, was about to bloom in the starkest hues of moonlight and fur. It had all happened so fast, a whirlwind of confusion and pain. My reckless defence of my estranged father, Nico stepping into the crossfire, his panicked teeth sinking into my flesh. Then, the chasm that opened between me and Dad, his eyes spitting venom and accusations, his face an alien mask of loathing.Nico hovered by her bedside despite it all, his face ravaged by guilt. Every tear that streaked his cheeks was a searing needle in my already burning core. I reached out with a shaky hand tracing the path of a glistening tear."Don't," I rasped, my voice brittle like dry leaves. "It wasn't your fault. You were protecting yourself."Nico choked, collapsing onto the mattres
The following week had the students of Tulane University all high-spirited and eager, eager to hop into the new curriculum as resumption schedules kicked off.“You would tell me if something is wrong right Nico?” Ariana'svoice sounded worried from over the phone.She had been trying to reach me but I had been intentionally ignoring all her calls because I wasn’t ready to face my reality yet. I practised how to stay calm each time my nose smelt meat from miles away. My body ached uncontrollably and sometimes my gums put so much pressure on me that I ended up crying in bed. I avoided silver iron like a plague because I had learnt of its cause, and I couldn’t resist the smell of wet earth like Nico once stated.My life was slowly slipping away from my hands and I was too scared to face my friends with my new habit of always sniffing or growling on the bed due to several wolf nightmares. A huge part of my humanity was evaporating into thin air and I knew it, it was going to be a hard seme
“Are you sure about this?” Nico had asked when I decided it was time for me to return to school.Hazel had made sure I was familiar with the symptoms and how to go about them when they came. She had stayed longer than I expected her to, but her presence and help made it bearable to live.When I asked her about what she meant when she said Dad was scared to face reality; “He couldn’t accept your Ma was gone, he couldn’t accept Elena was the killer, he didn’t want to accept, he didn’t want to believe Elena was back into his life. It must have been so hard for him.” Were her words.“How do you know this?” I had grown inquisitive.“He told me the day we finally met at a mini cafe, after so many years of not seeing each other. He struggled with what was visible before his eyes. He didn’t want to live in the truth because it scared him to admit, admit that Elena was not done with us. So he made his mind believe it would be over if he ran away.”All of what Hazel said was not strange to me,