Wolf On The Inside

2

I ran. As fast as possible.

Faster than ever.

I'm a wolf. I've turned into a wolf. And I just killed around 10 people.

It's not like you didn't want to. Besides they deserved it. - said my wolf.

She's right. I wanted to, but that only made me feel worse.

I didn't know where I was running, I just ran.

I stopped when I saw a river. I should wash the blood of. My black fur was all sticky from blood.

I walked into the water and stayed there for a while. It felt good.

I don't know if it's because of all that death today, but I felt so tired. Even breathing seemed too hard

Suddenly I heard something, like a crack of a branch somewhere nearby.

I gathered all the strength I had in me and ran.

I didn't run far. I was tackled by a grey wolf.

I looked into his dark green eyes. I was mesmerized. I felt power radiating from him.

In a blink of an eye, he turned back to his human form.

- Turn!- he demanded still holding me and staring into my eyes.

How do we turn?- I asked my wolf.

- Turn! - he repeated but louder.

Calm down and close your eyes.- said my wolf.

I obeyed and when I opened my eyes once again I was human again. Very naked human.

He stood up still holding my hand and forcing me to do the same.

God, I'm so tired I can barely stand.

- What's your name? - he asked.

- Evelin Jones. - I lied. My real name is Diana Johnson, but legally I'm dead, so I might as well be someone else.

- You come with me.- he ordered, his eyes turned a bit darker.

Now, what do I do?

I can fight and probably lose because I'm exhausted and he looks very strong.

Or I could obey and probably be imprisoned again.

Both choices are bad.

- What would happen then? - I asked him.

- You're a rogue in my territory. You'll be imprisoned until we decide whether to kill you or make you a part of our pack.

The look on his face was stone cold.

He probably doesn't feel the bond that I do...

- That's not gonna work for me.- I said and kicked him in the stomach.

He looked taken aback and I used that as a chance to run.

But then again, I didn't run far.

His angry face is the last thing I saw before blacking out.

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