Full Moon Curse (by Dream) novel Chapter 293

Chapter 293

‘Can you feel that?’ The witch whispers into my mind. My body feels like it’s on fire and there’s a tingly feeling running up my spine.

I close my eyes and crack my neck back and forth, trying to make this feeling disappear, but if anything, I think it only gets worse.

What even is this? I’ve been through full moons where I wasn’t able to shift, it was never anything like this.

“You okay, Amy?” Dallas asks, standing up from his chair and walking closer to the bars.

I stand and start to walk to the shower. “I’m fine.” I tell him, then turn the shower on ice cold and get inside before even removing my clothes.

The cold-water sizzles against my skin until finally some of the heat starts to dissolve and my body’s goes numb. I lean my head against the tile in the shower and try to take a few deep breaths. That gets me no where. It’s like my lungs are refusing to fill up completely.

‘What’s happening?’ I ask the witch and I can hear her smirk in her reply. ‘The full moon.’

No. Nothing’s supposed to happen tonight. Nothing can happen tonight. Everyone’s out and running through the woods.

“Dals, something’s wrong.” I’m barely able to whisper out before the witch takes control of my body.

I become a passenger in my own body. My mind taking me into Leah’s sanctuary. I look down at Leah placing my hand on her head, then up at, for a lack of better term, the screen that shows what’s happening.

“What’s going on, Amy? What’s wrong?” Dallas asks me as the witch starts undressing from the wet clothes and changing into dry one.

She says nothing.

I look down at Leah again. “What can we do? How do we stop her?” I ask her and Leah turns her head to the screen and back at me. “I don’t know, Amy.” She whispers and we both look back at the screen.

She walks to the bars where the blankets are covering them and grabs one in each hand.

Even with werewolf strength she shouldn’t be able to break through the bars. Dallas should be safe.

Dallas stares at her for one more moment, before his eyes brighten with clarity. “You’re not Amy.” He states.

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