I am going to the Priest. I have to end this once and for all.
I gotta do this for my mental and emotional health.
The priest was a short, old man but he looks younger than his age. I don't know his age but I guess he should be older than my nana. And yeah, he definitely does not look like someone who could solve my problems, but I gotta give it a try, right?
He was in a pure white oversized clothes that looks really priestly. They were customized with the images of wolf head.
The semi dark temple had rays of sun coming in through the window which shone on the Priest's bald head.
There were white beads around his wrist to signify his Priesthood in the werewolf community.
I stood some feet away from him, staying behind a chair. I was about to make my presence known by uttering greeting words but I realized he was with someone. I narrowed my eyes at the other person standing in front of him. He looked so familiar to me.
