Chapter 0518

We sat in silence, letting the weight of my confession fill the room. Tyler's grip on my hand tightened, as if he could somehow squeeze the fear out of me, and replace it with the courage I so desperately needed.

"I don't know what this entity is, Tyler, but it terrifies me," I finally admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "Nina, have you considered talking to someone about this?" Tyler broke his silence, his words cautious.

I raised an eyebrow skeptically. "A therapist, you mean? You really think some human shrink can make sense of what I'm going through? They'd hear everything I have to tell them and they'd think I'm crazy."

Tyler sighed, his fingers brushing through his tousled hair in a rare display of agitation. "No, not a human therapist. But there are people out there trained to deal with... well, unique situations like yours. People who understand both the human and the supernatural aspects."

My eyes narrowed, pondering the possibility. "You mean a werewolf therapist?"

"Yes. Or at the very least, someone from the werewolf realm. I could do some research for you, help you find someone reputable."

therapist. The idea had honestly never crossed my mind, seeing as how I had spent most

said, shaking

saw a flicker of the old Tyler, the sweet little brother who had played superheroes

is," he conceded. "But honestly, what's the alternative, Nina? Living in fear? Constantly questioning your

strange way, were a haunting reminder of the torment I had been going through lately. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It wasn't even nine o'clock yet, and I was

I'm not just thinking about myself anymore," I finally whispered, my hand instinctively dropping to my abdomen where a new life

followed my

can't bring a child into this world knowing I'm plagued by visions or entities or

of resolution. "Then you know what you need to do. For your sake and for the baby's. If there's even a slim chance that talking to a werewolf therapist can help, isn't

the stubborn belief that I could manage this on my own, as if

then, my thoughts drifted to the child within me. A life I was responsible for, a life that deserved a mother who was

"I should try. Not just for me,

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