The Wolf Inside Me

Chapter 15

We were led back to our rooms the same way, and Emily had told me we wouldn't be let out again tonight.

So I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. How did this happen? Oh how I missed Clay. His smile, his jokes, even his smell. Pine needles and mint. I missed it all.

But I knew Clay would come from me. Though I had a feeling I would escape before he found me.

I slowly drifted off to sleep, my dreams haunted by Nathan, needles, and the blood of a young girl.

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I woke in the morning covered in sweat. I wondered when we would get a shower in this place.

Again, there was a clean set of clothes sitting on the toilet.

How did they do it? Was there some sort of secret compartment?

Before I changed I checked for cameras. Sure enough, there was another one. At least the tried to hide it. This time it was hidden beneath the toilet, but still angled upward, providing a perfect view if I decided to change.

This time I didn't let them know what I was doing, I just smashed it.

The camera fell apart, and once I was done changing I threw the pieces under my bed.

I laid on my bed for awhile, starting to form an escape plan. Of course I was going to be taking Emily with me. There was no way in hell I would leave her here.

But I needed to see more of this place, find a way outside.

I glanced over to Emily's cell, but didn't see anyone. She must still be sleeping.

I was starting to feel restless when I heard a quiet 'click' and my door opened.

I scrambled up from my bed preparing myself to see Nathan.

But it was Simon.

What was he doing here? And why would he come into an enclosed room with a werewolf that was extremely angry at him?

When Simon gestures for me to come out, I just scowled and held my ground.

"I'm not going anywhere with you." I said, glaring at him the whole time.

Simon shrugged, seeming not to care.

"Ok, but when you start getting restless let me know."

He shut the door and strode off. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the medical table.

At first I didn't understand Simon's statement. So I was here all day. That was certainly better than being out there with one of Them.

But as the day worn on I did start to get restless I tried to keep myself occupied, doing something, but there wasn't much to do.

I think it was sometime around four in the afternoon when I finally snapped.

I started pounding my fists on my cell door, yelling for someone to let me out.

This went on for about five minutes, and I saw Simons face eventually appear.

He unlocked my door and I was out of my cell before he could think twice.

Simon laughed and I wanted to kick him. So I did. Right in the shin.

I had to give him credit, he kept a strait face, though if I had kicked him any harder I think I would have broken something.

I was about to smile when I felt arms grab me from behind. It was Nathan.

He threw me agains the wall, and put an arm around my throat. Immediately my air supply was cut off. But I wasn't giving him the satisfaction of seeing me panic.

I glared at him as the burning in my lungs got worse. I would not look away. I would not give him that satisfaction.

I saw Simon pulling at Nathan's arm, trying to get him to release me. I saw his mouth moving, but didn't hear anything. I really needed oxygen.

I made a plan right then, as soon as Nathan made one mistake, loosened ended his hold, or let his guard down I would change.

My vision grew fuzzy and I knew I was going to pass out. But suddenly I could breathe in air again. I could think.

I could change.

Before I even hit the floor I was changing.

In the millisecond it took to hit the floor I was all wolf.

And an angry one at that.

I lunged at Nathan, taking a bite out of his leg. I heard him scream and felt satisfaction flow through me.

My nails scrambled on the tiled flooring as I spun and prepared to attack again.

By now the others were looking out their cells. Their eyes were glued to the fight, and most of them appeared to be cheering.

This time I went for his other leg. But I never got there. Simon grabbed my tail and pulled me away from Nathan.

I howled with rage and threw myself at Simon.

This is what I lived for. This adrenaline rush that came with being a wolf. The utter freedom. I couldn't live without it now. Couldn't understand how I did for sixteen years.

I was inches away from his neck, teeth bared, when I heard the ear-splitting crack. I felt the pain before the noise fully registered.

I fell to the ground, as a searing pain tore threw my side. I whimpered and saw red.

There was a puddle of blood pooling around me. Nothing was making sense.

Everything slowed down. I saw Simin screaming at Nathan. Nathan looking smug. And the puddle of my blood slowly growing larger.

Then, a second before I blacked out, I knew what had happened.

Nathan had shot me.

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