Chapter Two – Day Two
“Baby wake up, I made coffee.”
“Handing me a mug with hearts on it doesn’t make up for what you did. You should have told me about that three-hour thing.”
“Would you have changed your mind?”
“No.”
“Then why have you worry for three hours?”
She had a point, but I still felt uneasy about it. “What if I had died right there in the street? Would you have just walked away?”
“Your bloodshot eyes would have given me enough warning to get you home.”
“Then what?”
“My heart would have been broken.”
I choked up a little with that answer and soften my tone. She was winning the battle of minds, but I wasn’t finished. “You said new students usually die within the first three hours. Does that mean some die afterward?”
“I’m afraid so, but only if you do something foolish, like not listen to me. I know we’re lovers, but I’m also your teacher for another 364 days.”
“And after that?”
“After that, your body will have fully adapted, and your risk of dying will be no different for you than any other human.”
“Are shapeshifters human?”
“We are.”
“Please don’t hide anything from me again.”
“Even if it saves your life. I told my first two students, and they died.”
Shift is an online work of fiction.
This is the first draft of my manuscript Shift – Don’t judge a book by its cover. I am writing it online in sections as I go. So feel free to comment, good or bad. If you see mistakes, point them out.
The story centers around shapeshifting.
I’m currently working on chapter nine.
Timothy French 