Chapter Twenty Seven

Daykan slid to the floor and put his back against the door. He carefully listened until Naomi started her car and left.

He cradled his head in his hands and tried to breathe steadily, but it sounded shaky to him.

Had he really done the right thing? Why did it feel so wrong?

“You had your reasons remember? They were good reasons.” He whispered encouragingly.

Damn! What were his reasons again?

Maybe listing them out would help.

Daykan held up a finger and enthusiastically nodded. “Umm, well for starters; it would be such a weird conversation explaining how I can turn into basically, a gigantic dog.”

Was...