Chapter 164
Oz and Veruca had their usual fight on Sunday afternoon. Veruca felt they were both wolves. She'd accepted this, Oz hadn't. Oz still felt he could deny the beast inside himself. As long as he took his pill everyday he never transformed. The next full moon was approaching in barely a week. Veruca wanted Oz to stop taking the pills and embrace his lycanthropy. Oz wanted eruca to lock herself in a cage to avoid hurting any civilians. Veruca was less concerned about hurting those animals she considered to be inferior. It was the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest. Civilization was merely concept to reduce this pure instinct and allow weaker animals to survive. Veruca and Oz were drawn to each other. More than either of them had ever been drawn to anyone. But they were stuck at this particular impasse.