Forgotten Love | Wenclair (HIATUS)

2. An Odd Presence

August 2022

Enid Sinclair

"If you don't wolf out soon enough, you'll be considered a lone wolf. That's the last thing I want," my mother repeated the millionth time.

In an annoyed voice, I said, "You don't have to tell me twice. The wolf in me will be ready to fully come out whenever she wants to."

"I wolfed out when I was thirteen. I'm not getting any younger while I'm waiting for you to wolf out honey."

"Looks like you and I will need to continue waiting for me to wolf out. Anyways, I should get going. I don't want to miss anything important," I changed the subject.

"No problem sweetheart. Be sure to add meat into your diet and work on wolfing out," my mom mentioned as she gave me a hug.

I hugged back and told her, "I will. Drive safe."

"Your father and I will," she smiled before letting go of me.

I watched my mother stroll to my dad and the car. He looked at me and waved with a huge grin on his face. I waved and beamed back as my parents hopped into the car and drove away. Once they were out of my view, I sighed out of triumph.

My parents overwhelm me to the brim, mainly my mother. She's always nagging about me not being capable of shifting into a werewolf. It's not my fault I'm a late bloomer. But it does suck. I am constantly worrying if I'll ever wolf out. And if I don't, there's nobody who will cherish me as a lonely wolf.

I made my way through Nevermore Academy and landed in the quad. There were a lot of freaks roaming around getting from one place to another. Even parents or guardians were there to spend every second with their children before leaving them here. My family is not like that. They helped me take my stuff to my dorm room, criticized me for not turning into a lycanthrope, and left me without support or reassurance.

At this point, I'm used to it. The younger I was, the more the words sting. Now that I'm older, it affects me less. I pray that this year will be the year I can wolf out so my mom would at least be proud of me. If that's not the case, I need to accept whatever consequences there are.

I searched around the courtyard to find any familiar faces I saw. My eyes moved around while I didn't see any signs of my friends until one approached me from behind. My body stiffened for a quick moment when an arm went around my shoulders. I relaxed after I saw which culprit had their arm wrapped around me.

"Yoko! Hi!" I shrieked as I embraced my friend.

The vampire held onto me and greeted, "Hey Enid! It's great to see you again. How was your summer break?"

I pulled back and answered, "It was decent. Not a lot happened other than wolf training and camping. What about you?"

"I've been doing the same old habits like sleeping, drinking blood, and sleeping. Nothing new really," Yoko shrugged, putting her hands on her hips.

"That's typical of you Tanaka. Are you ready for this school year?" I asked as the both of us started traveling around the quad.

"Yes and no. Yes, because I get to see my Divina. And no, because there's something called homework and projects that drives me to my breaking point," the bloodsucker complained.

"Understandable. I've already moved my stuff back into my room so I'm prepared to begin another chapter of school."

"Same here. When I walked into my dorm, there wasn't anyone who had moved in. Looks like I don't have a roommate again," Tanaka flashed a fangy smile.