Chapter 94: Talk with Enid



Luke returned to Nevermore and received a message from Enid. He hadn’t chatted with her in a long time. She wanted to see him to talk.

‘I sent the message an hour ago. I hope she’s not mad,’ Luke thought, telling her he was now free.

In fifteen minutes, they found themselves in the secondary gym, which was always empty on Sundays and more so in winter. Few outcasts trained their skills as well as Luke or Wednesday without missing a day.

Luke looked at Enid nervously. He didn’t know why he felt that way. Yesterday, he had witnessed a murder and compacted a corpse and felt nothing. But, now just seeing Enid’s face made him nervous and expectant of what would happen.

“How have you been? Did you train these days?” asked Luke, starting the conversation.

“Good, yes… I trained,” replied Enid, who was lost in her thoughts. As for training, she didn’t lie. Since the promise she made with Luke, she didn’t miss a day in training.

‘I wonder if she will have succeeded in becoming a wolf,’ Luke thought curiously. He knew it was a sensitive subject, so he didn’t ask.

Wolf maturity occurs at the age of fifteen years as a rule. When the outcasts of this species reach that age, their bodies begin to change rapidly. The need to transform begins to manifest itself more and more, almost uncontrollably.

“Did you want to talk?” asked Luke, and Enid looked at him for the first time.

“Yes. Did you go to Pilgrim World with Wednesday yesterday?” asked Enid.

“Did you hear about it? Yes. We went to find out about the prophecy Rowan talked about,” Luke replied. There was nothing to hide. Enid had heard about the prophecy at the harvest festival.

“Mm, how did it go?” asked Enid.

“Good. We were able to confirm some theories,” Luke replied vaguely. If possible, he would avoid telling the part about the murder and the compacting of the corpse. He knew Enid didn’t like that stuff and didn’t know what kind of face she would look at him with if he told her that. You could say he feared Enid’s reaction.

“Did you go to confirm theories or have a nice day out?” asked Enid with a slight frown. Luke raised an eyebrow at Enid’s sudden hostile tone. He already understood where this conversation was headed. Before he could explain himself, Enid continued speaking.

“Thing told me everything. You two ate together, walked around, and talked about a variety of subjects. Weren’t you going to look for information about the prophecy? It sounds more like a date than a mission,” Enid protested.

She knew she was Luke’s ex-girlfriend. In the past, she would not have protested, nor would she have complained to him. She hadn’t been with the girls he dated since the new year started. Now, however, it was different. They made a promise, and she thought Luke would stop dating girls.

“It’s not what you think, Enid. We had to stay longer at Pilgrim World for a reason,” Luke said.

“What reason?” exclaimed Enid, more annoyed for strange reasons unknown to Luke.

‘Is polygamy accepted? She’s very jealous,’ Luke thought, seeing that it would be impossible for Enid to accept his having multiple wives.

Luke thought for a few seconds how to explain to her that Wednesday had a vision of a murder a few hours later. He managed to tell her without telling her that Wednesday had a double aura. He wouldn’t go telling other people’s secrets to others, let alone Wednesday it was already a big breakthrough for her to tell him.

Unfortunately, to tell her the whole story and get Enid to leave her jealousy behind, Luke has to tell her about the murder of the normie at the hands of Hyde. He also told her why he and Wednesday didn’t intervene.

He had to tell her everything they knew about the prophecy, so it was a longer talk than expected. Enid, who knew this information, asked what they did with the body, since if the Hyde wanted to take a mutilated part, they couldn’t just leave it lying there.

“Well, that…” said Luke with no choice but to tell her the method they used. Enid put on a disgusted expression as she heard how Jonah’s body ended up.

Luke finished telling her everything, and the place went silent.

“If you want to cancel the promise, I won’t get mad,” Luke said, breaking the silence and not making eye contact with Enid.

“Huh? Why?” asked Enid, confused, looking at Luke.

“What I did was inhumane. I was able to save the normie, but I only watched as he was killed, and then I compacted his body and buried it so it wouldn’t be found. You could consider me a monster or psychopath for that,” Luke replied.

He felt no remorse or guilt for what he did, but he understood that for other people it would be hard to digest, and they would label him as a monster. Other people’s opinions didn’t matter to him, except for Enid’s.

“You’re not a onster, not a psychopath,” Enid said, walking up to Luke and

his hand.

“You saved me many times. Not just me. Bianca, Divina, Yoko, that girl Gia… At the Poe Cup, thanks to you, there were no more victims. For me, you are a hero. My hero,” Enid added with a cute smile full of love as she looked at Luke. Although she couldn’t deny that she did feel something negative about the actions Luke and Wednesday committed.

“I’ve never been told something so corny,” Luke said, feeling a warm feeling in his chest. It was a nice, comforting feeling. The boy who coldly observed a murder and compacted a corpse without hesitation was now excitedly looking at the girl in front of him.

“Shut up. You’ll have to get used to those comments with me,” Enid said with a giggle and slowly moved her face closer to Luke until she started kissing him.

Luke accepted the kiss and enjoyed it. He longed for Enid’s lips. Enid gradually increased the intensity of the kiss. At one point she sat on top of Luke and began to kiss him with tongue and more passion until she pulled him down on the floor.

‘Whoa. This is escalating fast,’ Luke thought in surprise at Enid’s intensity. She’s never been this intense.

“Hey, Enid won’t it be good to get undressed in this cold and in this place,” Luke murmured awkwardly as Enid’s lips wouldn’t come off his. He noticed that Enid wanted to unbutton his

jacket.

Enid realizing the situation pulled away from Luke, “Oh, I’m sorry… I got carried away,” Enid said, wiping her saliva with a slight blush.

Teenagers, both normies and outcasts, deal with hormones and changes, werewolves deal with them too. Not only that, they also intensify. Their hormones are more potent compared to other outcasts. The desire to mate, hunt, and feed increases and is harder to control. Enid is

no exception.

“We can go to my room. I’ll tell Xavier to go play somewhere else,” Luke suggested.

Enid wanted to say yes, but she controlled herself. She didn’t want to have her first time with Luke like this. Being an ex-couple

“No. Once I defeat that monster, you’ll tell me why you dumped me. After that, we’ll get back together, and at that time, we will. That’s a promise,” Enid said.

“Let me help you train, so you can defeat him faster,” Luke said with a slightly playful smile.

“Shut up,” Enid said with a smile, lightly tapping Luke’s shoulder.

Luke and Enid stayed a while longer. They knew they would never get together like that again. They had to respect the promise. For now, they were still apart, and they would be breaking their word if they started seeing each other like before.

…

The days passed at Nevermore. Christmas and New Year’s were getting closer and closer. The Hyde did not attack again. His last two attacks had been a failure. That was not the only reason for his low profile.

The Hyde was identified by several students: Luke, Wednesday, Xavier, Enid, Yoko, etc. This came to the attention of Principal Weems and the Nevermore board. The people above the

principal.

Knowing that there is a murderous Hyde on the loose lurking around Jericho, the Nevermore board and Larissa take matters into their own hands by contacting the outcast police.

The outcast police sent two of their officers to get more leads on Hyde, as they did not believe

it was just a mad Hyde. They knew the characteristics of the Hydes, and there could be someone manipulating the monster.

Having two outcast police officers caused Marilyn to move with much more care and planning. Unfortunately, her last attack in Pilgrim World was a failure, and she didn’t get the body part. All because of Luke and Wednesday.

The outcast police were on her trail, and so was the Addams girl, who was still investigating

the prophecy. She knew since she was the boss of her dorm and had talked to her. Now, she was in a difficult position and didn’t want to draw attention to herself. Her next murder had to be meticulously planned.

Fortunately, she had the drug enhancer given to her by the hooded people. Otherwise, she

would doubt what Hyde could do against two outcast police officers. If her puppet was

defeated by two Nevermore students, how strong would two outcast police officers be? Luke one day after school received a message from Larissa. The principal told him that the outcast police officers, who were in Jericho, wanted to see him and Wednesday.

He had an hour to get ready. Larissa gave him the heads up because she held Luke in high regard, as he was the son of her deceased best friend. Otherwise, she would not have had to give him so much notice.

Luke, knowing this looked for Wednesday. Luckily, she was not in her bedroom. The girl was under an old oak tree, sitting on a wooden bench.

Her pale skin contrasted with her dark uniform. Her jet-black hair, as usual, is braided in two

long braids. Her nails, painted a deep black, glide leisurely across the pages of a book. Her dark brown eyes, somber and thoughtful, are fixed on the words, seemingly oblivious to the cold around her.

Luke gazed at Wednesday from a distance, for a moment forgetting why he had come. There was something about the stillness and coldness of the scene that was intensely appealing to

him.

Luke found himself strangely fascinated by Wednesday’s serenity, her indifference to the inclement weather, and her complete immersion in reading.

‘What am I thinking about,’ Luke shook his head several times, wanting to push away these

thoughts that lately invaded him. He buried these strange feelings as much as he could and walked toward Wednesday.

“Nice weather for reading,” Luke commented with a slight hint of sarcasm.

Wednesday looks up from her book, watching him with her dark, piercing eyes. Her face remains expressionless, but there is a spark of interest in her gaze.

“Cold and solitude are the ideal conditions. Only then can one truly appreciate the decadence

of Gothic literature,” Wednesday said in her usual tone of voice.

“Is the situation that bad? I thought Anne Rice sold her vampire books well,” Luke commented, sitting down next to Wednesday, who didn’t mind him sitting next to her.

“Anne Rice? Really? Her writing is good, but her works have too much eroticism instead of focusing on what’s important,” Wednesday said disapprovingly.

“Take this book,” Wednesday said, passing him a book she had beside her. Luke took it and

read it – Melmoth the Wanderer by Charles Maturin.

“I wasn’t expecting a gift from you,” Luke commented.

“It’s not a gift. You’ll give it back to me. If I want to have an interesting conversation in the

first place, you must read quality Gothic works. You will also appreciate classic Gothic literature,” Wednesday said.

In her talk with Luke at Pilgrim World, she learned that Luke mostly liked horror literature,

which had its differences from gothic literature.

Both literatures share some similarities in terms of themes but have more differences in

terms of style, approach, and historical context.

“Okay, I’ll read it,” Luke nodded.

“I have something to tell you,” he added, looking at Wednesday.

“I hope it’s something important since you interrupted my reading,” Wednesday said.

“It is. In an hour, the outcast police officers will call us into the principal’s office to talk. The

director notified me. It’s most likely due to the disappearance of the normie at Pilgrim World,” Luke replied.

“Mm, it took longer than I thought,” said Wednesday.

“Yes, but here they are. I was thinking we could prepare the speech we will say so there are no

gaps in our lies. What do you say?” asked Luke, looking at Wednesday. After a few seconds of contemplation, Wednesday closed her book and replied dryly, “Good.” For the next hour, the two were talking about what they would say in their talk or interrogation with the outcast police. For everything to go perfectly, they created lies as to why they went there and stayed so long.

It was an interesting talk, although it was cold, but Luke toughed it out and kept chatting with

Wednesday.

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