~ Rayne ~
“It is true that the wolf instincts are building up inside us, but that’s only last couple of hours.”
She cut in. “But my mother starts acting weird two days before! Are you sure it’s not personal?”
“I wasn’t finished yet,” I told her lightly.
An apologetic smile spread on her lips and she said, “Sorry. I interrupted you.”
I smiled back and continued. “It’s fine. The changes we go through those last days are not related to getting a ‘wolf brain.’ It’s related to the turn itself. Before you can become a wolf, your body needs to change. You go from two legs to four.”
She considered that for a while before she asked, “So, what happens, during those changes?” I loved the fact that she was getting curious. She didn’t truly want to know before. She only said yes because I thought it would make things easier, but now she sat straight up, taking in my words.
“Your muscles get stretched out and bend, as a preparation for the turn, so the closer you get to the turn, the more muscle pain you go through and it’s not only just muscle pain, it’s like every single cell in your body aches. I guess you can understand why we get a bit cranky, can’t you?” I smiled. She nodded and took a sip of her drink, sinking back in her chair. It was clear on her face that she never thought it through so far. “Most of the things we do go back to that feeling. We keep our distance from other people because every touch will send an stab of pain through our system. We become aggressive of the pain. Violence is a part of the wolf in us that fights its way out of us during those two days, but that’s the only wolf instinct that’s able to come to the surface.
“It’s the three hours before the turn, at 12 o’clock, that are dangerous to the people around us. Natural wolf instincts take over. That’s when the wolf poison is slowly turning our brains into an animal’s. We have no control of our emotions, we don’t know what we do; it’s our human body with a wolf brain who is fighting our human brain out. We are trapped in a wrong body, making the worst wolf habits come up in us. We can’t remember those hours after the turn the next day, they are lost.” I paused.
She swallowed. She wasn’t looking at me as I told her this, but at her hands which where folded on the table in front of her. Yet, I doubted strongly if it were her hands she saw. When she didn’t said anything or even moved, I continued.
“In the last hour, when our human brain gives up the fight, we can think again, but I wish that was the hour we couldn’t. The wolf inside us takes over our body and our bones start breaking.”
She gasped and winced, then her eyes shot upward, looking at me with her eyes wide. “Your bones break?! That’s… that’s disgusting.” Her face already showed how she thought of that, it was full of revulsion, until she realized what it meant. Her eyes filled with tears. “My mother feels her bones breaking every single month for an hour? How can she survive that?” Her voice broke several times, but she didn’t seemed to care how it sounded. She was full of compassion. Her breathing had fastened and she was gazing at me for a long moment before she suddenly looked down again, away from my eyes. “You go through that every single month,” she breathed suddenly, looking up at me again.
“Yes, I do,” I said quite matter-of-factly, ‘cause, really, there was nothing I could do about it anyway. She blinked with her eyes in attempt to get rid of her tears. A thousand different things were going on behind her eyes and I wished I could read her thoughts. I wanted to know how she felt knowing this. If it did make things easier or I just made it worse. I truly hoped it was the first.

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Fears To Face
Teen FictionKayley Gaines knew werewolves existed all her life, for she lived with one. All her life, she had stayed far away from them, knowing the horrors of their lives. Her mom was enough to deal with each month. But then she meets Rayne, a good-looking, sc...