My Friends are the Enemy

Help (Edited)

Aven's P.O.V.

I look around still slightly tired. I yawn looking down. I shift slightly feeling the chains rub against my skin thats turning raw. I groan slightly, "Did he have to have to make these chains so tight?" I ask myself.

I hear footsteps come close. "So you won't leave me." I hear his voice say. I chuckle, "So I got a stalker now do I?" I hear him growl and he pulls my hair to make me look at him. "Don't be so witty." I laugh. He pulls me up slightly and I whimper. He glares at me and drops my head.

He walks back a few steps and turns back into a giant wolf, he's about half the size of me when I'm standing. His black fur creeping out of his skin and blue eyes stay the same as he goes on all fours. His stare piercing mine.

My eyes widen and I watch him slowly creep closer and growls. I try to back up against the wall the most I can. His golden claws come out of his now huge paws. He walks back and fourth, his stare never leaving.

He gets close to my face and growls low. I hate him in this form. I can see a ghost of a smile on his face and he puts his paw on my thigh, his claws slowly tearing into my skin.

I gasp in pain and bite my lip. His claws ripping my flesh and my muscle, slowly and painfully. I close my eyes and whimper. A tear rolls down my cheek and I feel someone lick it up. The claws go as deep as they can and I feel him pull back his claws across my leg.

I scream slightly as my flesh is being ripped apart. I hold my breath when I feel his claw cut the inside of my cheek when I was screaming. I pull at the chains trying to stop him. He quickly pulls out his claws out. I gasp in pain and more tears roll down my cheek. I feel someone wipe them away. I open my eyes to see Zach in his human form in only pants, as always.

I breath heavily as he looks at me with a cold stare. "Look at me." I hear a cold voice say. I look down at my bleeding leg. "Look at me." He says in a more demanding look.

I don't look up, I just stare at my leg while biting my lip.

He makes me look at him while grabbing my chin. I see he has a grin on his face. "I told you now to be so witty." He told me with the same grin. I smirk slightly and spit blood at him. He pulls back, dropping my chin and glares at me. I smile mischievously at him and laugh slightly.

I hear him growl and pull me up to look at him again. "Make up your mind, either hold me like this or let me go." I tell him. He growls and drops me. He walks away without saying another word.