Lone Wolf

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"Sometimes being alone, is the only way to save yourself."

"Sometimes being alone, is the only way to save yourself."

"Sometimes being alone, is the only way to save yourself."

Those words repeated in my mind over and over again, as I stood above the animal with blood gushing from it's side.

My teeth started to form. I could feel the pain rush through my body as I started shifting. My nails grew vigorously long. I felt the power and strength I've been craving for. And at last, my time has come.

I dug my teeth into the struggling deer. I tightened my jaw and ripped off a piece of flesh. The screech of pain leaving it's lungs as it let go of it's last breath.

I munched and swallowed the large piece of meat.

As I was prepared to take another bite, a light beamed down on me.

I heard the voices of humans. And they were heading my way.

"Hey! Over here! I found it," said a male's voice.


I've been caught.

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