Secret Agent: Werewolf by Eric Vall

Author:Eric Vall [Vall, Eric]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

It was early the next morning, and the first rays of sun filtered through the dense canopy of the woods to create long shadows across the forest floor. Lucy and I walked side by side, and every step we took sent a soft crunch echoing through the stillness as our feet sank into a bed of fallen leaves.

I was too focused to speak. My mind was consumed with a singular purpose, and my thoughts raced like wildfire. I was doing everything that I could to summon that same raw, burning power that I had felt the night I had transformed. The memory of that night was etched into my mind in a chaotic blur of instincts and emotions.

I let my mind drift back to the night at the hotel as I tried to recall the overwhelming instinct that had transformed me. It had been like a dam breaking, a flood of primal energy that I couldn’t control. I strained to feel that primal energy again, but the peaceful forest made it too difficult to tap into that energy.

Minutes passed in silence, and my frustration grew with each failed attempt. I clenched my fists until my muscles strained with tension. But nothing happened. There was no transformation, no surge of power, and I was starting to wonder if I’d imagined the whole thing after all. The doubt gnawed at me, an insidious voice whispering that I was fooling myself.

Except… there’d been a body. A very mangled body.

God, I was never going to get the image of that thing out of my head.

I took a deep breath as I tried to push the doubt aside. I had to focus. I closed my eyes and tried to recreate the feeling, to remember the sensation of my bones shifting and my skin stretching. But the more I tried to force it, the more elusive it became. It was like trying to catch smoke with my bare hands. The harder I grasped, the further it slipped away.

“Are you… are you trying to…” Lucy began and waved her hand in the air.

“Yes,” I sighed. “But it’s not happening. I’m not even sure how I did it before, so you’ve got to be patient.”

Lucy gave me a sympathetic look, but it only made me feel worse. I didn’t need sympathy; I needed to change. I needed to prove to myself that I wasn’t crazy, that I wasn’t making this all up.

“Nate,” she said gently and placed her hand on my arm. “Maybe it’s not, you know… real.”

“No, I have to do this,” I insisted. “I have to show you.”

“Nate, listen to me,” she insisted as her grip tightened on my arm. “You’re not a monster. Whatever happened, we’ll figure it out together.”

“What if it only happens under extreme stress?” I mused. “What if I can’t control it?”

“I don’t know,” Lucy sighed.

I tried again, this time focusing on the anger and fear I had felt that night. I thought of the danger, the adrenaline, the raw need to survive.

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