An Alpha's Melody

Chapter Twenty Two: Melody

I awaken from a deep slumber, but all I feel are primal instincts. I see a human girl with plaited blond hair sitting near my feet. Piercing blue eyes- I know her . . .

But remembering her is hard, complicated, a challenge . . .

Alexa.

My best friend. Near her, a lean and well muscled, dark alpha stares me down. I whimper, as his commanding eyes dare me to avert his cold glower.

I can't take this pressure.

Cameron is such a challenge.

I howl, then run, straight through a screen- his front door. That's right, this is his house. He smells so strongly of wolf that I can't be near him. I am the only predator here. I need to kill something, to eat. To be covered in warm, sticky blood.

The girl. She must have family. She smelled like love and a faint scent of fraudulent lilacs- perfume, maybe?

No, this is Alexa! The perfume is her mother's.

What is wrong with me?

Why can't I concentrate? What is this blood lust within me?!

The full moon calls out to me. I track the scent of the blond girl's creators. Alexa's parents.

I claw the woman's throat out, her dark blood oozing in between my furry toes, collecting under the long black nails of my feet. I find her mate, and let my fangs sink low into his neck before I tear out his corroded artery.

I lay in my human form, drenched in Alexa's parents' blood. This is not who I am. I glance out the open window, seeing the full moon. How could I be taken over by such a ravenous and carnal instinct? I am a monster! I do not deserve to live, after all that I have done.

I taste a tang of salt, from my pouring tears, mixed with the metal tinge of blood that coats my tongue and teeth.