Cody Powell

“Tomorrow. Meet me at noon.”

“i’ll be there.”

“An open field or park isn’t good. People could see… the forest could do.”

“Fine, the forest. When do we start?”

“Then where do you want to train at?”

“I don’t know. Is there a field or a park for this?”

“I wish you didn’t have this. But sadly that can’t be changed now. But I can train you so that you can control your shifting.”

“...Fine, whatever. But I’m not coming here for training.”

“I can’t, Cody. I can give you training to control it. But being a werewolf… it’s something you have to live with for the rest of your life.”

“I don’t want this! I don’t want to turn into some wolf and put Bea in danger again.”

“You know why I can’t live at home. You don’t undo it. You just train to control it. If there was a magic undo I would have done it many years ago.”

“What do you mean I can’t undo it?! You have to fix it!”

“You have a girlfriend? I was hoping you wouldn’t be like anything, Cody. I didn’t want this for you.”

“Yeah, you would know if you lived at home. I don’t want to be anything either, so how do I undo this?”

“Bea? Who is that? Look, I wanted to tell you. Your mother didn’t want you to be a wolf. She was hoping you’d be a witch or nothing at all. I just went with her wishes.”

“Beatrice? My girlfriend? It doesn’t matter what Mom wanted anyways, because clearly I’m not like her and Chris.”

“Like I said, your mother didn’t want me to tell you.”

“Well way to go. You two keeping secrets almost got Bea killed.”

“Look, your mother didn’t want me to tell you. She was hoping you’d be a witch.”

“You couldn’t warn me just in case? Or bother to tell me this was all real?”

“…Yes, I am.”

“Why didn’t you tell me? Especially that I’m one too!”

@cpxwell

“Cody, what a pleasant surprise. What brings you here?”

“So you’re a werewolf?”

“I think I can handle Dad’s new girlfriend just fine.”

“Text me when you get answers.”

“And I’ll ask Dad.”

“Thanks. Good luck dealing with Dad’s new girlfriend.”

“They shouldn’t have kept it from you.”

“I’ll ask Mom about it I guess.”

“I really don’t. I’ve always known I was a witch, I figured it was the same for you.”

“...It’s not your fault, Chris. You didn’t keep it from me.”

“Hey, I thought someone would have told you.”

“Why would Mom and Dad keep that from me? You got to know...”