Chapter 11 - Gacha Haven
Atlas stepped out of the tent, still adjusting his clothes, his mind spinning with questions he had no answers to.
Morganna was still asleep inside.
Though they’d been under a blanket, he couldn’t shake the feeling that she had been wearing far less than she had the night before. And him? He’d woken up completely naked.
Just what the hell happened last night?
He checked his neck. No new bite marks. His hands? Normal. No signs of transformation. His skin was still warm, still fully human. He even felt his throat and chest, noting that his body didn’t just feel fine. It felt incredible.
I feel like I could run around this island a hundred times, he thought, amazed by the burst of energy flowing through him.
Then, cautiously... he looked down.
It’s... more tense than usual.
No. It’s normal. Totally normal.
It’s just the morning. Nothing weird.
No! What am I even thinking?!