The Last HellHound

Mature themes, violence, sexual themes, ect.
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(Claires POV)

"Claire.." The way he says my name lights my heart on fire. I cant do it. I cant fall for him like i did with the others. They just wanted the money, not me. Ive learned that im not worth anything to anyone but some souls or actual cash.

I growl and bare my teeth. Hes not getting away with this. Not now, not fucking ever! I rip my wrists out of the chains and run down the hallway. They are dripping blood but ill be fine. Always am. Its like they cant kill me. "Mark, Clyde! Fucking grab her!" I hear him yell as he runs down the hall. "Tsk Tsk Tsk. To. Slow." I mumble as i shift and dart down the hallway faster than before.

(Zanders POV)

I watch her shift. Its confusing just as it is beautiful. Her body lights on fire and dark black fur grows out. She darts down the hallway and eventually completely out of sight. "Fuck!" I shift and chase after her at least her scent is here still. It smells like burning wood and cherry blossoms. I run out of the warehouse Clyde and Mark behind me. I growl and scan the trees. "I cant find her" they can hear me telepathically when we are shifted but only when we chose. I sniff the snow and look up she whines loudly. I take off into the woods and run for her. "Claire?! Tell me where you are!"
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Enjoy babes *smooch*