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Chpt. 17: "Vivo"

Third Person P.O.V

The first thing Enid noticed when she awoke was the sound of soft breathing, barely noticeable but just loud enough for her sensitive ears to pick up on it.

The next thing she noticed was how whatever room she was in smelled of rubbing alcohol, sick, and typewriter ink.

At that she shot up, gasping slightly as she blinks her eyes open,wincing at the feeling of blood rushing to her head from sitting up too quickly.

The world span for a moment before she got her vision back, just then a voice rang out.

"Although I'm sure the head rush you just received was nothing short of tortuous, I would advise against any quick and unexpected movement as you are still recovering."

Comes the stoic voice of Wednesday. Enid blinks blurring at the pale Addams girl, taking in the fact that Wednesday was indeed in front of her and feeling her heart skip a beat at the thought.

Dual soulmates.

"W-wednesday? Why are you— what are you doing here?" Enid stumbles through her question, looking at Wednesday is slight confusion.

There was so much happening and Enid's brain couldn't keep up. Although she was confused and scared, her heart aches not seeing Y/n here alongside Wednesday, waiting for her to wake up.

"You collapsed, Tanaka called me. Y/n is resting in her dorm, she has stopped shifting and is currently in her normal human form but she is in a heavy slumber."

Although her voice was stoic the smallest tick was in her brow, giving off her agitated and concerned state of mind.

"Are you—" The seer stops herself, taking in a slow barely noticeable breath before speaking again.

"How are you.. feeling.." Wednesday asks, her voice taking on a slight softer tone that would barely be noticeable to anyone that wasn't close to her.

But of course Enid notices it, her expression softening when she realizes.

She's worried about me.

"I'm..." Enid hesitates.

How was she feeling? Everything is so confusing to her right now. Y/n and Wednesday are her mates. Soulmates.

That's a scary thought for the young wolf but it was one that made her heart flutter, made her chest tighten, and her eyes burn.

Was it being she's anxious? Scared? Nervous? She couldn't understand this tight feeling in her chest or the flutter in her stomach when she looked either of the girls in the eye.

"Enid?" Wednesday's voice cuts through the werewolf's thoughts.

Enid blinks, inhaling shakily and giving Wednesday a shaky half smile.

"I'm okay Wedns.. just shaken up I guess.." She mutters, her head dropping to look at Wednesday's had when she notices her finger twitch.

The pale girls hands were resting in her lap, neatly places on top of the other and her posture perfect. Perfect.

The small tick in Wednesday's brow depends and her fingers curl in slightly, as if she wanted to make a fist but was restraining herself.

"Are you lying to me Enid?" Wednesday questions, her tone harsher than before.

Okay so Wednesday is very worried about her.

"Wedns I'm just... I'm confused... a-and lost.." Enid admits, her voice low and her expression sad.