C83 The Truth of my past
The pain vanished the similar way it came... within a few seconds. I looked at my hands, and now those were normal, but the wounds were still here for the proof that I was not dreaming... {Am I a werewolf? But then why is my body not healing itself...}... I looked at others in panic, and while Reed looked shocked, Greyson looked as if he would have won an Olympic medal