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124 – It's No Use

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-09-04 05:38:10

And I changed again.

There was no choice. The body gave me no respite, and the feeling was that my own skin would tear itself apart if I kept trying to contain it. Every muscle throbbed, every breath came short, as if there was not enough air in the world to keep me human.

The chamber was in the back, behind a heavy, iron-reinforced wooden door. I had built that space myself years ago, when I realized that I could not depend only on the forest. A place to hold the wolf when there was no other way out. A prison that I had made for myself.

I closed the door behind me and turned the lock. The metallic sound echoed as a warning: no one would enter until I left. If I could get out. The transformation came before I even prepared. The bones cracked, the skin burned, and a roar escaped from my throat, low, restrained, but full of anger. Not from the city, not from Casper, but from me.

Falling on my knees, I rested my hands on the cold ground. The earth under my fingers crumbled when the claws
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    I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I wanted to believe that she understood me, but there was no way she could. She would never feel the beast on her skin, banging against the bars, asking to be released. You would never know what it was like to feel pleasure in being the monster, even when you hate it."Naomi, I almost didn’t come back.""But he came back.""What if the next time I don’t come back? What if I stay in there forever? What’s left of me?"She did not back down. She came closer, her eyes fixed on mine. "Because you are not his father, Lancelot. You are not condemned to be him."His name hovered in the air, heavy. I felt my heart racing. "Don’t speak of him.""Why? Why is he the shadow you carry in everything you do?" She raised her voice, but there was no anger, only raw truth. "You spend so much time trying not to be like him that you forget that fear can also destroy you."Pulled the coat away from the body, letting it fall to the ground. I lifted with effort, walkin

  • The Price of a Second Chance   124 – It's No Use

    And I changed again.There was no choice. The body gave me no respite, and the feeling was that my own skin would tear itself apart if I kept trying to contain it. Every muscle throbbed, every breath came short, as if there was not enough air in the world to keep me human.The chamber was in the back, behind a heavy, iron-reinforced wooden door. I had built that space myself years ago, when I realized that I could not depend only on the forest. A place to hold the wolf when there was no other way out. A prison that I had made for myself.I closed the door behind me and turned the lock. The metallic sound echoed as a warning: no one would enter until I left. If I could get out. The transformation came before I even prepared. The bones cracked, the skin burned, and a roar escaped from my throat, low, restrained, but full of anger. Not from the city, not from Casper, but from me.Falling on my knees, I rested my hands on the cold ground. The earth under my fingers crumbled when the claws

  • The Price of a Second Chance   123 – Always With Me

    "I never wanted to."The words came out before I could think. Perhaps because they were the only truth that still sustained me. Naomi looked at me, her face half hidden by the gloom of the room, and I saw something break in her eyes, not fear, no doubt, but a kind of relief."Then I stay."No need to say anything. I just moved away, leaving space, and she entered slowly. The silence extended for seconds that seemed like hours. The same silence that haunted me in the cafeteria, the silence of the city trial, was now here, but different. More intimate. More dangerous.I still felt the skin tingling, as if the change had left burning embers under my flesh. At any moment, I knew I could lose control again. The wolf doesn’t just disappear because you decide to be human for a few hours. It waits. He tests."You’re afraid," she said, without hesitation."I am." There was no point in denying it.She approached, stopping less than an inch away. "From me?""From myself."For a moment, I thought

  • The Price of a Second Chance   122 – Instincts

    I was afraid to change.The fear was not of pain, nor the loss of control itself. It was what would come later, when I could no longer deny to Naomi or the city that the monster existed.That night, the cafeteria still smelled of cleanliness and cold coffee. The stacked chairs, the deserted street outside. Naomi gathered clothes, insisting on acting as if it were just another end of the day. But I couldn’t. My skin burned as if the wolf brushed under it, asking for passage."You’re shaking," Naomi said, glancing."I know it.""Is it because of them?"I shook my head, clenching my fists. "No. It’s because of me. I haven’t moved in days. The more secure I am, the harder it gets. The body snakes. The wolf snakes."She dropped the cloth, walking to me. "Then change.""It’s not that simple," I said. "What if I move in here? What if someone sees? Naomi, they already believe I’m a danger. If I turn in the middle of the city, it will be the confirmation you were waiting for."She held my arm

  • The Price of a Second Chance   121 – Watching

    I always knew that fear was the cheapest tool. It was enough of a whisper in the right ear, a spark in the exact place, and the fire did the rest by itself.I didn’t need to get my hands dirty. I didn’t need to raise my voice. The city speaks for me; it always spoke.I watched from my office window at the top of the old building that overlooked the side street. From there, I saw the facade of his cafe. Lancelot.The wolf who tries to be a man. The man who insists on believing that he can live as if he were equal to all others. Smiled at the movement of the morning. The couple crossed the street too fast. The mother pulled her son as if the simple sight of him was a danger. All predictable. All inevitable. I had just shown the first push.The video was perfect in its imperfection. The drunk filming from a distance, the bad focus, and the muffled sound. Enough suggestions. The hands trembling, the nails stretching, the shadow of something that should not be there. What else did they nee

  • The Price of a Second Chance   120 – I Know It Will Be Bad

    I always thought I knew silence.The silence of dawn, when I turned on the coffee machines and the smell of coffee, was the only thing alive in the air. The silence of the streets before opening the shops, broken only by the creaking of metal gates being raised. Until the silence of the night, when I locked the door and was alone with my thoughts.But nothing was comparable to this silence. Silence must be avoided.That morning, the coffee was ready, the cakes fresh out of the oven, and the tables clean—and almost no one came in. The few who went in did not stay. A couple crossed the street to see me on the counter, as if my mere presence was contagious. A mother pulled her son by the arm, hurried, after throwing me a glance too fast.It was as if I had become invisible—but not the way I wanted. Invisible in the sense that no one wanted to see me. Naomi arrived shortly after, with the same tired expression as always. But it was enough to cross the door for her to notice."It’s empty,"

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