Chapter 20: Victor

I longed to have free rein to control my unsolicited thoughts.

The deliberation of impetuous memories from my childhood frightened me to this day.

The reiterating scenes in my mind played like a DVR without a stop button.

I would do anything to shut up these thoughts.

Anything.

"Victor," that unfamiliar voice that said my name in a soft lilt roused me awake. My body was slightly swayed back and forth. The person who cradled me gingerly smiled down at me. Her eyes resembled mine, but for a different reason. Genetics. "It's time to wake up, okay? You have to eat."

My sister Mila was in the dark about my progressing transition from human to wolf.

My eyes were already close to gold so there wasn't anything physically unbeknownst to her, but my condition was slowly taking over my brain and body throughout my final days as a human.

As she held me in her strong arms that seemed foreign due to my sudden detachment to affection.