Chapter Nine

Days has gone by, but there are somethings that was slowly taking shape. I was becoming stronger, and my growls has intensified, with my eyes changing colours at unruly hours. I decided to get a couple of sunglasses to mask the most vivid defect. They came in various colours to go with my outfit.

Chloe had questioned this sudden sunglass fetish, and I’d lied through my teeth, saying it was a phase I was going through. Though, for the life of me, I was getting a bit annoyed with the questions she threw my way at-times.

I knew it was all to make me feel as comfortable as possible, but I didn’t like it. I didn’t ask her where she went so late at night, so she shouldn’t ask me to.

Ugh!

I grabbed my psychology practical workbook from my lecturer’s hands in annoyance. Everything annoyed me of late. It was like I was a ticking time bomb. I didn’t know who I should meet to help me with my newly found attributes. Mike had been the only option, but he didn’t want to hear me out at all.

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