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Troy shows me to my room and I try to go to sleep.

I can't seem to drift into dreamland.

I sigh. If I just lay here, all I will be able to think about is Kingston.

No, I will not go down that path again. I cannot be weak.

Slowly I begin to drift to sleep.

The next morning I decide to get up at 7:30 to take a morning run.

No one is up yet.

As I enter the forest. I feel free and alive. Adrenaline rushing through me.

I see a small stream and lay by it. It's strange how peaceful it is. Like the calm before the storm.

I head back and making sure to change back into human form before walking into view.

I look down at my watch. 8 a.m

Well I better head back to the castle.

Before I can reach for the handle, the door comes flying open.

This irritates me.

"Troy I was coming back calm down. Jeez you don't have to be possessive."

I look at Troy.

The blood drains from my face.

"Troy? Are you okay?"

He just smiles.

"I'm okay but you won't be."

He reaches out to grab me but I sprint off transforming into my wolf.

What is wrong with Troy? Then it hits me. My werewolf side is more dominant. That means I am seen as the enemy..

I can hear Troy following me.

Almost to the wolf border. Just a little bit more. Come on paws go faster.

Suddenly I am slung into a tree.

Troy is on top of me trying to bite the life out of me.

"Stop! Troy Stop! You are hurting me."

Troy immediately stops closing his eyes tight.

He whispers in tears.

"I'm sorry Delilah you need to get away from me I can't control myself. It's like I am fighting a demon within me."

His hand reaches for my throat.

I can't breathe.

Troy begins to scream.

"Delilah kill me!! Please just do it! I will never be able to live with myself if I hurt you."

Suddenly a loud growl roars through the forest.

Troy is thrown off of me and I black out.

I can feel warm arms around me.

When I wake up I'm staring at the lovely faces of Maverick and Valera.

"Thank you for saving me Maverick."

Maverick chuckles.

"It wasn't me."

Then someone else walks in the room.

I tears begin to stream down face.

"Kingston!??"

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