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TRISTAN'S STORY (PART 3)

The next few days were hell on earth.

I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. I couldn't even think straight. Everything, every move, and every action I took reminded me of her. Her short curly hair.Her tan skin.Even her claws. Sometimes I'd hurt myself, just so I could feel her presence. Her absence was making me go crazy.

I couldn't live without her. And Jay was making it worse.

Every passing moment I'd stare at his pocket, wishing it was there and it would fall out any moment.I couldn't look for Angela without the moonstone.I also couldn't leave them here without the moonstone.

Staying too far away from it could cause the rest to stay in their werewolf form forever.

But at the risk of my sanity?

After a week of terror, I finally knew what to do .

*****

"Hey"

It had been a long day of hunting in the forest. Everyone but me had gone deep into the forest to train, they promised they'd also look for Angela Maybe the rest didn't know it. but Jay had cravings.

For carcass. Sometimes I
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