Rogue Moon (unedited(complete)

chapter 39

Damien~

They were right to call me a monster...im nothing more than a savage who hurts those close to me... I stared down at my own claws I could see blood on my hands that wasn't there... As they trembled I growled and lashed out at anything and everything around me, cutting through bushes and leaving deep claw marks in the trees. I hate this... I hate feeling like a monster like I don't belong anywhere...

Maybe it's true, maybe I am losing it...my mind is turning into that of a rabid dog... Those visions. They always show that man...they always induce a trigger inside of me, it makes me lose all sense...all ever want it to kill and maim the one responsible, for all of it...

Maybe I should be locked up like a rogue...

The crack of a branch outside made my ears twitch as I growled towards the entrance of the cave I was in.

Once the scent of roses hit my nose, however, I was rendered silent and curled up further into the back of the cave like a scared animal...i could almost laugh at the simple action...all those times my skin was burned with silver or cut open by a whip I had never backed down, I never curled away in fear I always lashed out...but with her...sera... For once in my life I truly am scared...scared I might hurt her...

"Damien?"

I flinched at her soft concerned voice And I wanted nothing more than to hide away in the darkness of the cave where no one would find me...

After a moment I could hear her approaching, and I dug my claws into the ground keeping my head turned away in shame.

I could smell the others standing outside as well, I recognized two of them as amber and Henry, but the third was unfamiliar to me...

"It's okay you guys can go, I'll be fine..." After a moment the others left and I could feel my own anxiety start to rise, why would she send them away?! What if I lose control again?!

My lips pulled back in irritation as I laid on the floor of the cave wishing she would stay back...so won't hurt her again... I squeezed my eyes shut, praying to the moon she would go with them and leave me be.

My prayer was rejected as her hand ran across the furr on my back causing me to jump to my feet and face her.

Her face, one of beauty and kindness... was marred with sadness...

I felt weak just looking at her, I couldn't even utter a single sound, I just stood there frozen.

She came closer and caressed my face with her hands. A low rumble escaped my throat as I leaned into her touch with my ears folded back. She doesn't even need to try to make me submit to her...

I reveled in the feeling as her soft and gentle hands ran through my fur...i wasn't used to this affection...i had been beaten and abused so much...