Chapters 83 – Sarah & Nancy
Titus didn't know what to think. Sofía didn't know either. The Duchess, who had witnessed centuries of transformations, internal wars, and forbidden rituals, remained completely silent.
None of the three could find words to describe what they were seeing. In front of them stood the newly transformed creature: a single, enormous, powerful body… but with two heads. Both breathed in the same rhythm, both moved with an unsettling coordination, and yet none of the people present knew if they were facing a blessing, a curse, or something entirely unknown.
Silence weighed heavily inside the ritual chamber. Only the deep breathing of the creature and the faint echo of incense burning on a stone plate could be heard.
Titus swallowed. He was supposed to be the alpha. He was supposed to know what to do, what to say, how to guide a fresh transformation. But this was different. No one had ever spoken about the possibility of a wolf with two heads. There were no stories, no warnings. Nothing.
Finally, Titus gathered courage. He took a step forward, though his legs trembled a little, and whispered:
"Sarah…"
Only one of the heads turned.
The other remained facing forward, calm, as if it hadn't heard its name at all.
Titus blinked. He looked at Sofía for some kind of explanation. Sofía simply widened her eyes, just as confused as he was. The Duchess tilted her head slightly, as if trying to analyze something she didn't understand.
Titus tried again.
"Sarah… can you hear me?"
The same head turned toward him, more attentive this time, as if recognizing his voice.
The other head still did not react.
"Why…?" Titus murmured to himself. "Why only one?"
He took a breath, stepped forward again, and said more clearly:
"Sarah."
This time, the right head responded with a soft but steady voice:
"I'm here."
Titus opened his mouth, surprised by how clear her voice sounded, almost calm, almost… human. But before he could say anything else, he realized that the other head still hadn't reacted.
He pointed carefully, not wanting to get too close.
"And you? Why didn't you react when I said 'Sarah'?"
The second head slowly turned toward him. Its eyes glowed the same as the other's, but there was something different in its expression—something more serious, more firm.
"Because I'm not Sarah," it said. "I am Nancy."
A deep silence fell over the room.
Sofía raised a hand to her mouth, shocked. The Duchess stepped back one step—not out of fear, but out of pure astonishment.
Titus felt his skin prickle.
"Nancy?" he repeated, almost breathless.
"Yes," the left head said, her tone stronger than Sarah's. "Nancy. And I suppose I should introduce myself properly."
The creature lowered both heads, though it was Nancy who spoke. Titus, still stunned, took a breath, trying to regain some sense of control.
"Well… I guess I should introduce myself properly too," he said with a small nervous smile. "I'm Titus."
Nancy nodded.
"I know. I know you a little," she replied. "But I never had a body. I never had sight. I never had the ability to feel anything for myself. So… thank you."
Titus blinked, surprised. That last word caught him completely off guard.
"Thank you?" he repeated.
"Yes," Nancy said. "Thank you for this. Maybe it wasn't the original intention, but now I truly exist. Not just as a voice lost inside someone else's mind. Now I have form. Now I have will. And I want you to know this from the beginning: you will have in me a loyal follower. Just like you have in Sarah."
Sarah, the other head, nodded softly.
"It's true," she said in a gentler tone. "We will be loyal. We will stand with you in whatever you need."
Sofía took a step back, visibly unsettled. She was not used to this kind of declaration—much less coming from something so strange.
"This can't be happening," she murmured to herself. "It just can't…"
The Duchess finally spoke, though her voice was quiet.
"I have never… never heard of anything like this," she admitted. "Two separate consciousnesses. Two distinct personalities. Sharing one body. Not in all my centuries have I heard a story like this."
Titus looked back at the heads.
"So… Sarah and Nancy," he said carefully, "are both of you aware? Both of you can speak? Both of you feel?"
Both heads nodded at the same time, though each with its unique expression. Sara, calm. Nancy, firm.
Sarah spoke first.
"Yes. We both feel. We both think. But we don't fight anymore. Not now."
Nancy added: "Before, we fought for space. For a place inside the mind. That's over. Now both of us exist fully."
Sofía took a breath. She didn't know if this was good or bad.
Sarah was the first to ask: "Titus… how do we become human again? I don't know how to shift back."
Nancy let out a short, frustrated sound. "I don't know either," she admitted. "And I don't love the idea. I like this body. But I suppose sooner or later we have to learn."
Sarah looked at Nancy, then at Titus.
"We want to know how. I need to return sometimes. I don't want to lose myself."
Nancy sighed, her tone more serious. "And I… well… I need to understand it too. But let me be clear: if we're going to live like this, I need to be allowed out more often. I don't want to fall asleep or get trapped every time Sarah takes control."
Titus lifted his hands calmly.
"All right. Both of you have the right to exist. But I need you to tell me who I'm talking to each time. That way I can address the right one. If not, this will be chaos."
Sarah nodded softly. Nancy nodded too, but with more firmness. Both heads moved at the same time, as if agreeing.
The Duchess watched all of them, still unable to believe it. Her eyes moved from the heads to Titus, then to Sofía, then back to the creature. She looked like someone trying to memorize every detail in case reality changed if she blinked too fast.
Titus took a breath.
"Okay," he said at last. "Sarah, Nancy… we'll help you learn to transform. I'm not sure how, but—"
Nancy tilted her head. "We can try. Just give us clear instructions."
Sarah added, softer: "Yes. Just guidance and calm. We don't want to lose control."
Titus looked at the Duchess. She shook her head slowly.
"I don't know how to teach something like this," she said. "I don't even know if it's possible. I've never seen a case where two minds share one transformation. I have no reference, no theory, nothing."
Titus turned to Sofía. "You…?" he asked.
Sofía took a deep breath, as if the responsibility suddenly hit her. "I have no experience with… this," she admitted. "But I can try to teach the basics. Shifting is a mental act, not a physical one. Maybe both can do it if they synchronize."
Nancy laughed briefly. "Synchronizing… that'll be interesting."
Sarah smiled a little. "We can learn. We aren't fighting anymore. We're more united than before."
Titus nodded. "Then let's do it. You let me know who's in control at the moment, I'll tell you when to attempt the shift, and both of you coordinate. Deal?"
Both heads looked at him attentively. Then nodded at the same time.
An agreement. A beginning.
Titus released a breath he'd been holding for minutes. Sofía lowered her shoulders, still nervous but calmer now that the two personalities seemed cooperative. The Duchess remained silent, observing, surely trying to record this moment in her memory.
Nancy spoke again, with her direct tone. "Titus. Thank you again. You don't know what it means to exist. But now that I do… I want to live fully."
Sarah added, softer: "And I want to learn to be both things without fear."
Titus smiled a little, still nervous but steadier. "We'll help you. Both of you."
Sarah and Nancy lowered their heads at the same time, in a gesture that looked like a greeting, an acceptance, an alliance.
A silent pact.
And for the first time since the creature had appeared…
No one ran. No one screamed. No one lost control.
It was the beginning of something new.
Something no one understood yet.
But something they could face together—for now.
Hook: And that silence hid a danger that would soon come to light…