Chapter 45: Failed Transformations

Alfred’s POV

Still trying to think about it, there were several ways that transformation may occur. It was like poison, whichever one chooses to be with you, you just stick by it. As far as I was aware, I didn't know how to approach Freda with all of this. It was bad enough that she wasn't talking to me or anyone in the mansion, I just wanted to keep my distance.

The same thing has been recurring for a few nights now. Each time I stayed close to her door, she was either crying or coughing. There was no greater way to put it, she was having trouble sleeping, and yet I still did not know how to help out when all she wanted was to stay away from me. It was difficult for me because I have not had this experience with humans. I always knew what to say to people, people who already knew what kind of life we were living. We tried to not get into a lot of hard trouble because speaking to the police could be a lot of work.

The conversation between Kale and I was still very clear in my head.