Twenty Eight.

Nate

The chains scared her and not in the way I expected. Something to do with her human life, maybe? But she had never said anything. Though, right now, her tears were giving her away.

She sits herself down on the small bench. Every now and then she would scratch at her skin. She was already tinged red from the burning that she was feeling. Beads of sweat sat on her skin but she didn’t complain. She just sat in silence, staring at nothing.

Her shoulders rise and fall with several small sighs.

“You don’t need to be scared. This happens with all first time transitions. It's a right of passage."

“It’s not my first time though, is it?”

“It is your first full moon. We don’t know what will happen.”

She nods her head and suddenly thanks me.

“For what?”

“For defending me when Farrah tries it on with you.”

“You want to talk about that?"

She nods her head again. "It will take my mind off of it."

“I’m not interested in Farrah, Elsa. I won’t ever be. She means nothing to me.”

“I know.” She pause