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Luna Eclipse: the deserter's offspring

Chapter 2 The Revelation

Word Count: 1253    |    Released on: 30/07/2024

mes I will keep having these dreams. I had tried to talk

n the grocery, she wouldn't have gone back

happened was not in any way my fault. She asked

now, dear diary.

had been so engrossed in her writing that

her hand and sighed. She packed up her diary, pu

ght from when she was little. Jenai had once asked her mum how

e thought they w

called, walking in th

replied sharply, in a singsong

e same singsong fashion. Dew always

r mid-forties. Oval face, cat eyes, dimples, and a figure that made men stare a

said, hugging Jenai. "H

ied, pulling herself away

you're hungry. I m

. "I doubt it

say such a thing. Becca never

he dead woman. She can

stead as she doubled down in laughter. When she had fina

en." She was holding her rib

er mum died in that car accident. Jenai really did take after her mum. They had a way of makin

de for the kitchen. Jenai made to sit down, paused, and

de out of good oakwood and had embroidery-li

Dew on a beach. They had taken the picture during th

wall and ran her hand over it. She blew

nd with her were a plate of

d, handing them

re frame on the wall and

ured the sandwiches hungrily,

ted Jenai to reveal something very important to

e, but now that she was here, sh

d up from h

asked in b

t of her rever

she re

for the past five minutes

; I'm good," she

e right

ouse, with its dull, bright colour blending, gave

at projected an air of rich, old-money fl

the kitchen. When she came back to the living room, Dew w

at oppo

ee me, Aunt Dew?

ad and handed the

ht she saw her skin glow. She shook the tho

t she didn't know what. She saw Dew

sult of Dew's fidgetiness. She opened t

y foxtail was crouched in th

i muttered und

girl in the first picture. She was sitting on

. She was rubbing the locket on the necklace she wo

e opened the box up until now to see her reacti

a howling-like pose. White-furred, with a ridge of black fur

looking wolf," Jena

" Dew corr

. The werewolf in the picture looked nothin

derneath it. The picture had a lady bare-backed with long, flowing ha

like the mark my

t for some time. Jenai looked away slow

ve of realiz

?!" she half-shouted,

that she had seen. She compared them and saw a res

nds were trembling at this point. She tried to pick up t

looked up at Dew. She

mum a werewol

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