Wolf by Tommy Donbavand

Author:Tommy Donbavand [Donbavand Tommy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781781120651
Publisher: Barrington Stoke UK

Eyes

My dad clipped a thick dog lead onto the collar and tugged me away from the office door. The metal chain pulled tight around my throat as he dragged me along the hall with all his might.

“What are you doing?” I gasped.

“Your mom told you to stay away from my office!” he shouted.

The sharp claws on my feet scratched at the polished wooden floor as he pulled me into the front room. The dog collar was one of those ones that closed tighter the more you pulled on it. It was so tight around my throat that I thought it was going to choke me.

“Please ... stop!” I begged.

But my dad didn’t stop. He yanked on the lead as hard as possible, tightening the collar even more. My mom stood behind him, staring at me in horror as though she was looking at some kind of monster. I don’t know what upset me more – the look on her face, or the metal chain closing in around my neck.

“This is for your own good,” my dad said firmly.

“But ... it’s hurting me ...” I hissed. “And why do you have a collar and lead? You never let me have a dog ...”

“We’ve had it for a while,” replied my mom. “Just in case this happened. In case you started to change.”

This was like some sort of nightmare. Not only was my body changing in ways I could never have thought possible, my parents were now treating me like an animal in order to stop me from finding out what was really going on.

I took a step forward. “Dad, please ...”

My dad didn’t answer. Instead, he wrapped the dog lead around his fist and pulled even harder.

Then he began to change. He went all blurry for a second and, as he came back into focus, he looked different. His skin had turned pale yellow and he looked – well, he looked like he’d taste delicious.

I turned to look at my mom. She too had a yellow glow to her and her bare arms seemed to be asking me to bite into them. They looked as tasty as the fried chicken we’d had the night before.

It took me a moment to realize that my parents hadn’t changed at all – it was my eyesight. I glanced up at my reflection in the living room window, and was surprised to see my eyes had changed shape. They were wider now, and a deep yellow in colour. Thin black slits ran down the middle of each eyeball.

I turned around and stared at my parents. They stood out from everything else in the room. The walls, furniture and plasma TV seemed to fade away into the background. They had lost all their color and looked as though someone had painted them gray.

But my mom and dad – they looked wonderful. In fact, it was hard to take my new eyes off them. Any bare skin glowed pale yellow and I could almost see the hot, sticky blood pumping through their veins.

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