Hunger and blood

Chapter 1

He stopped talking and greeted me in the house. The room looked very old a very, and had pictures of people killing wolves. "What is this!" I roared.

"This..."he mumbled, "is my family's history. My family's origin to hunt and kill your kind."

Then I suddenly felt an anger come over me, "I should kill you know, for what you have done!" I screamed on tope of my lungs.

He whispered, "It's not my fault," then I started to growl. I felt like I couldn't control myself. Then I lunged at him, my nails digging into his shoulder. But then his mom stabbed me in the back.

"Let go of my son!" she screamed, I turned my head around. Then I started to go towards her. I felt a need to kill her, then my nails got sharp and my teeth did to. I ran at her with full speed, then pinned her down. She kicked and thrashed, but she was not powerful enough. I put my claws on her neck, and then I ripped her neck. Blood went every were, then I found my self eating her. I stepped back.

"What have I done, i have to leave."

"What! I can help u." John said.

"How, I'm an monster."

"I don't know, but I will help you." I feel really warm, and I started to blush. "What happened when you first transformed?"

"Well, this guy told me that three was a legend that a wolf would kill anyone at sight."

"The guy is wrong, the legend said that a man will help this wolf to defeat evil."