Chapter 35

It all happened a week before, or was it more than a week?

I can no longer count the days of horror that filled my lonely soul since then, since that horrifying day that I found out Joey has died. Ever since that day that I drove the car home, my mindless family inside that car while we are chased by huge wolves that I once thought were werewolves.

Wait…were those huge, horse-sized black and white and brown wolves Tyler, Jason, and Karlo?

‘Are you drunk, Elaine?!’ My own mind scolded my awake self.

But every image and detail on that beach never left me since that day: the foul smell, the horrid sight. Every single fucking thing.

“I’m worried about you, you know…” Tyler brought strands of hair to the back of my ear. My head cocked to his cerulean eyes so blue that every time my gaze lingered on the eyes of my betrothed, I drowned like a sturgeon cascading at the bottom floor of the ocean.

In fact, I am drowning now. But I am not dying. In fact,