Lahat ng Kabanata ng My big bad wolf: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Elisa freaked out.There was no other word for it. Mia barely had time to complete her disbelieving laugh when her mother exploded. She suddenly stood up from her chair, her eyes wide and full of fury, her face red, her hands shaking as if they could barely contain what wanted to come out of her.“It's true!” she shouted, with an intensity that made Mia shut up on the spot. “Everything I've told you is true, Mia, and you're going with me whether you like it or not!”Mia recoiled instinctively. She had never seen Elisa so out of control, not even during the worst changes, not even in the worst moments of paranoia. There was something else there - something desperate, wild, almost irrational.“If when you get there you see that I was lying,” Elisa continued, her voice trembling with emotion, ”if it's all just my imagination as you think, I'll bring you back myself. I promise. I swear.”Mia blinked, swallowing. That had hit her hard. If there was one thing she had learned from a very you

When Elisa made the sharp turn, the car skidded slightly on the dirt road, raising a small cloud of dust that dispersed into the warm morning air. Mia, who was leaning against the window glass, straightened up abruptly in her seat, her heart racing in her chest. But before she could protest at the sudden maneuver, her eyes widened.In front of them, as if it had emerged from the very heart of the forest, a charmingly strange little town appeared. It was as if someone had watched all the old movies about the American countryside and decided to build a perfect setting based on them. The houses were small, painted in pastel colors, and practically identical to each other, varying only in the smallest details - a longer porch, a door with an arched window, a taller white picket fence.The streets were perfectly paved, flanked by trees whose branches swayed gently in the wind, as if discreetly greeting the newcomers. The lawns of each house looked carefully trimmed, a vibrant green that co

Mia stared out of the car window, her hands sweating and her stomach churning. An insistent little voice whispered in her mind, almost inaudible, but persistent: What if it's all true? That place lost on the map, that hostile woman who seemed to sniff out secrets, the way everyone silently obeyed - it all seemed like something out of a nightmare, or worse, a fantastic tale that had decided to take on a life of its own.Startled, she turned around and pulled her backpack from the back seat. She unzipped it with trembling hands and rummaged around inside until she found a small silver tube. It was the pepper spray her grandfather had given her before a school trip. At the time, Mia had thought it was overkill, but now... now she swore she would empty the entire contents into the eyes of the first person who came too close to her neck. None of it made sense, and the less sense it made, the more dangerous it seemed.Elisa drove in silence along the little road surrounded by tall pine tree

The silence between father and daughter still hung thick in the air, even after the hug. It was as if they were both digesting something sacred, almost unreal. Owen kept his arms around Mia, as if the simple act of releasing her could make her disappear. Mia, for her part, leaned her cheek against his chest, listening to the sound of her father's heart - a sound that somehow now seemed familiar.It was at that moment that Elisa took a step forward.Her throat tightened. Her eyes shone with contained emotion, and her hand rested gently on her chest as if to stop her heart from exploding.“Owen, I...”She stopped. The name had come out hesitantly, broken by the weight of the past. By everything that had yet to be said. Her eyes then slid from Owen to Mia. Mia was now watching her with a mixture of curiosity and alertness. Elisa took a deep breath and decided to speak directly to her daughter.“Mia, I wanted you to know that I'm sorry. Really sorry. I know you matter. That you always hav

Mia shuddered. Her eyes were still fixed on the spot where, seconds before, her father had been standing, talking to her in a calm, firm voice. Now, in the same place, there was a huge black wolf with golden eyes. On the floor, Owen's clothes were torn to shreds, as if they had been ripped from his body by the transformation. There was no blood. Nothing violent. And, strangely, she hadn't even blinked.Her mind was spinning frantically.“It's not possible,” she thought. ”I didn't blink. I didn't close my eyes. He... he just turned into a wolf.”The wolf let out a low moan, almost a sound of pain, but not of suffering - it was more like a plea for calm, for understanding. Then he lay down on the ground, his chest rising and falling slowly, his eyes fixed on her. There was so much emotion in that look that Mia found it hard to breathe.Her reason told her that she should scream, run out of there as fast as possible, go back into the house and lock all the doors. But instead, Mia stood t