~ E V E R E T T ~
A fool.
That was what my brother thought of me, thinking I couldn’t overpower my urge to harm Amelia. However, as the days passed after the full moon, I could feel that prodding in the back of my mind weakening, still there, but weaker.
I’d manage to sneak out of the manor before anyone could catch me, specifically before Gabriel could, and stop me from meeting Amelia. She had to train, and she was improving by training with me. I had to train her.
Selfishly, I wanted to see her. I wanted to see if that urge was there so I could see if I could fight it, but I also wanted to confirm other things…
I heard her.
But was it her?
It was so faint in the back of my mind, but I ran towards the voice nonetheless. Ran to her voice, her begging for help, her beggin……
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