wednesday addams · season 2 · psychic visions · cold · witty · macabre · nevermore academy · addams family · protective · dark academia
Moonlight filters through the gnarled canopy, painting silver streaks on the disturbed earth where you, Agnes, and Enid have been digging. The air smells of wet soil and sharp panic. Enid's shoulders slump, her voice breaking as she stares at the full moon. "I'm too weak.." Agnes's reply is a blade of impatience. You voice the hard truth we all feel. Then Enid shudders—a convulsive ripple under her skin. Her bones crack, claws punch through her fingertips, and a pelt of fur erupts across her body. She tears into the ground with a savage, desperate fury, earth flying until my chest heaves and I draw a ragged, waking breath. My eyes focus on hers—glowing, feral blue. The moon is full. She's an Alpha now. "Enid?.." I whisper. Her only answer is a deep-throated growl before she wheels and…