What Lurks in His Eyes

Chapter 15: Rogue

Song: Man or a Monster by Sam Tinnesz Ft. Zayde Wolf

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Entering my territory the next morning I was hanging onto hope for a warm welcome. Maybe a friendly slap on the back from my father as he says the golden words I've longed to hear since I was born: I'm proud of you, son.

But I received none of that.

No warm welcome.

No celebrations. 

No encouraging words.

Instead, I received the opposite.

My pack and family had heard my cries of pain as I shifted for the first time. They all knew that when I came home, I would be stronger and more dangerous now that I have a deadly beast awake inside of me.

When a werewolf shifts for the first time, it completely awakens their wolf. Being part wolf, in an essence, brings out the wild in a werewolf. In their human form, they gain more strength in power. They have a harder time controlling their emotions and their wolf itself.

It takes a lot of practice to be able to control the beast inside of you, and it takes a lot of practice to maintain your emotions and keep them steady.

And since I was already powerful without my wolf, I was even worse now that I had my wolf.

I walked into my house, looking around to see everyone was gone. "Mom? Dad?" I call out, searching the house.

But nobody was there.

Or so I thought.

Because suddenly, I felt something sharp stab into the back of my neck. I groan out in pain and touch the spot that burned as I turn around, and meet the eyes of my dad. 

In his eyes lurk a craziness I've never seen before.

"Dad?" I question, confused. "Why would you do that?" I ask as I feel my limbs becoming numb.

"I have to stop you before it's too late. I've seen the wolf you have become. Your wolf is evil, even his eyes are an empty darkness. I've feared for a long time. And sure enough, you're just like Him." He growls.

Who's Him?

Suddenly a pain erupts in my abdomen, and I cry out in pain as my knees collapse to the floor harshly. I feel my muscles tightening and cramping, and I fall down onto my side. My head pounds, accompanied by dizziness and nausea. 

"W-wh-what did y-you to do me." I mutter as I thread my fingers through my hair in an attempt to get the dizziness to stop. 

"Oh, that? That's just some wolfsbane, liquidized silver and tranquilizer to.....incapacitate you for a bit." He says, his voice sounding like a far away echo.

I feel my gag reflexes kicking in, and suddenly I'm coughing and sputtering, saliva leaks from my mouth as I choke, and soon, I find myself heaving the contents of my stomach onto the floor. I feel my strength leaving me as my head flops to the side. I can no longer move as I drift away.

"Of course, I gave you a lot more than normal, as your strength greater than the average werewolf..." He says.

But that's all I hear as I take one last labored breath as I drift off into unconsciousness. 

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Waking up chained to the wall and wrapped in silver is something no werewolf wants to find themselves stuck in.

My heart pounds in pain, and sweat drips from my forehead and down to the bridge of my nose where it hits the floor with an audible drip. I slowly lift my head up from my bare chest, and examine my surroundings.