Chapter 22: A Full Moon Plan.

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"Ehhhh..." Enid groans as she wakes up. I'm still sitting at my desk, looking through journals and anything else I could find about this stalker or my visions, but when I hear Enid, I immediately swing around in my chair.

"Mon chiot?" (My puppy) I say softly, seeing Enid curled up in a ball. "Are you okay?" I ask getting up and moving over to her. She doesn't respond and I sit on the edge of her bed. I stare at her for a moment before placing my hand on her head, very gently playing with her hair. "Moon..." Is all she groaned out, or at least all I could understand.

Moon?... I get up and pull out my journal to see if I had written any notes or wrote down certain dates to pay attention to, when I suddenly realize what she meant. Tonight's the full moon. Has it already been a month since the fight with Tyler? I look back at Enid, my eyes soften and I feel a pain in my chest. I have read that werewolves, more specifically those who are just starting to transform, will experience pain throughout the day. It is the bones starting to get ready to rearrange themselves, which is fascinating.

But Enid's whimpers of pain hurt me most right now. "il mio povero cucciolo" (My poor puppy) I say softly, coming back to comfort her as best as I can. I softly play with her hair and I place a small kiss on her forehead. She whimpers and turns to face me more, still curled up. "I know darling, it'll only be like this for the first 3-4 times you transform. It'll get easier I promise." I try to say as comforting as I can.

"Before dark" I take Enid's hand in mine. "You and I will have a steak dinner together, okay love?" I say placing a kiss on her knuckles. "Then you and I will venture into the woods together. I'll have clothes packed, water, snacks, blankets, everything you would need and more." Her eyes start to water. Is she sad? That much in pain? Or... Has she never had anyone who cared for her? I caress her cheek and she sniffles. "I... You shouldn't come with me Wednesday... I have only transformed once. Although I didn't hurt you then, I could hurt you tonight... And I don't want to hurt you" She says as tears start to fall. "Cara Mia" I say softly, carefully pulling her up into a hug. "You will not hurt me Enid, even if you do, I will still love you no matter what." She starts crying on my shoulder as I hold her. I can only imagine how scary this can be for her. Last time she transformed, she immediately had to fight off a Hyde.

"When we come back, I will have a bath drawn for you, then you can..." I twitch at the thought slightly. "can wear whatever you want and sleep wherever you'd like." I say, straining because I loathe people wearing my clothes. She sniffles and looks up at me, a smile plastering her face. "Actually?!" She says excitedly. I nod. What have I gotten myself into?...

Luckily for the werewolves, the day of and after they don't have to go to class. Me on the other hand, I have to. I start to stand up and head to my dresser to change, which only causes Enid to whine. "Enid, I have class. We already skipped a day, I ca-" I look at her. My biggest weakness. I see Enid, her big blue puppy eyes staring at me, pleading silently for me to stay. "Enid..." I try to look away but she whimpers and it breaks my cold black heart. I sigh in defeat and hang my uniform back up. "Okay, I'll stay." I say barely a whisper, knowing senses are heightened but also because I do not want to sound like she won. I hear whimper happily and I head back to her bed and lay down. Before I'm barely even laying down she's wrapping herself around me, even more bone breaking than usual.

"E-Enid. I love you Cara Mia, and as much as I would enjoy you putting me into an early grave, I would have less time to spend with you." I think she got my point because she immediately loosened her grip. What has this girl or wolf I should say, done to me? Have I gone soft? Or at least gone soft for her?

We do what Enid calls "snuggling" for a while, Enid falling asleep periodically as I lay there. If this was anyone else, I would have killed them by now.

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