Chapter 222: Over the pain
Remus held onto Arabella’s hands like there was no tomorrow, looking into her eyes as though they held all of the answers.
"You can do it," she nodded, never once breaking eye contact, "You just have to push past the initial pain and then you’ll be good,"
The boy listened, took a deep breath then exhaled. After that, only his features and body spoke, hardening under her watch.
Every muscle in him tensed, from the tissue holding his neck down to the little fingers wrapped around Arabella’s hands.
But it was when his eyes finally shut that things started to take a turn. Growls rose so low, the young woman thought they’d come from somewhere deep and out of sight.
It wasn’t long before the ground beneath their feet rumbled along with the guttural sounds that kept on climbing in strength.
All of the sudden, the storm that seemed to be brewing down the bottom of his soul exploded as screams erupted throughout the dungeon, quickly turning to deafening roars that shook even the walls.
From behind the boy’s back came little cracks. Those too intensified with the racket he caused.
It was then that his grasp weakened, his breathing haggard and voice softening back to its original melody.
Although, Arabella noted it wasn’t over as his tail still peeked over his shoulder.
"You are so close, Rem," she gave his hands a little squeeze, "I am with you. You can do it," through the tears that filled her own eyes, she mustered a sweet smile.
In response, he nodded, took even deeper breaths and shut his eyes once more for the storm that had simmered to pick up where it’d left things.