Destiny's story

23

  Michael POV

The sun is setting, with nightfall approaching I had Leo leave. He doesn't get affected by the full moon to the extreme like I do. That lucky bastard, with his northern blood.

With Leo's mother being a Northern wolf, they have an ability that allows them to go under the full moon without the heightened sensitivity.

Damn him. As I sit on the ground with my hands pin near me, with lead chains that rope around the space. I sluggishly move my head, because of the sounds of steps from miles away. The sounds of wood burning and the smell of mint in the outside air. The overwhelming senses causes me to let out deep pants. That rest in the deepest part of my lungs.

The beating of my lungs were violently pounding, against my chest. I raise my head to see the window ahead of me, through it the brightness of the moon glow. I shine on my face, causing me to me wince.

I look down, and see spots of sweat. Then the awareness of sweat on me hits. The warmth and grimy feeling racks all over me.

I open my mouth to let out a deep moan, and the sharpness of my teeth grace my tongue. My heart was beating like a drum, with it the headache was forming like rock on a pile.

I lay my head on the cold floor and shut my eyes, the coldness of it ease the aching pain. I slowly count to distract from the waves of pounding and heat emanating from my body.

I take deep breaths, with every breath it feels heavier. The sounds of music reach my ears, it rings violently. I jump from the floor, and with growl I bang my head against the wall.

The repetition of the music was hazy, but it rings over my hearing. I growl at the noise. I look down at my arms to see dark fur all over, and it reach down to hands. With it the shape of my nails were long and wide.

Without knowing, claw marks were there. I move my hand and reach to my head. I grasp at my hair and forcefully rub at it. The hard grip at my head, cause sharp pains to appear.

I still didn't let go, so I continue to hold until blood starts falling down my forehead. I yell out a roar and drop my hand from my scalp. I begin to pound against the wall,  over and over again.

Before my ears pick up a sharp movement, I yank at the chain and growl. I hear the movement again, and it sounds closer. I bite down at my lip, to relax but the sound was getting even closer.

From the deepest depths I let out a howl and rip the chain. From the walls, it breaks in the process and with a quickness I leave the shed with cuffs still on my hands.

I hear the movement inside my house, and I really don't like that. A wave of red hot anger flashes, and that led me to crash open the sliding glass door.  You can hear the sound of glass break. I look down at my body, I see a few pieces of glass on me but I shrug.

I get up from the ground and the smell of death was apparent in the house, someone is in here. I feel my fangs harden and my jaw clutch.

"I know you can hear me." I said, and I sniff the air. And look around the area. I spot open drawers and cabinets. I follow the smell upstairs, and that smell was even stronger.

I gage at that horrible sent. It was like someone died and the body was decaying for months. My nose recall at the stench, and my eyes scan the hall. Then I notice a door that was slightly open. It was my office, with long strides I open the door with a huge force. It cause it to open with a big bang.