mhs

e, and without a thought,

save a dying man, and the

d rain and storm; like w

st kiss I'

eeling his slick hot body mixing with the

even get a

reak out and run away, leaving me for dead. Every instinct told me to fight

sharp, unmistakable prick of

an teeth; they were t

my skin. Although, the pressure was there, as a terri

couldn't pu

ing to him, in a way that

mages of him taking him in th

e gashes on his back, and that

n began to move in a fran

conds, the ragged edges of his flesh knittin

e, the feverish

in a single heartbeat, his skin turni

melt into the kiss and forget everything that had gone wron

d through the air, and sudden

trees, hitting him with enough forc

shaped like wolves, with matted fur an

e man's throat while he was still trying to stan

lay there in the mud, watching t

ut my voice was just a dry

n my hands and knees,

re a blur of fur and

but the man seemed unaffected. He didn't even make a sou

saw hi

ws. Thick, black, long nails

ast with his claws, snapped its neck and then t

t him, its mouth wide,

rc, his new claws ripping through the cr

sound, and then the pun

he mud and grass, turn

tures were slumped in the mud, their th

chest not even heaving as he

slowly turned his head to look at me, his

k claws on his hands began to shrink, his fingers turnin

at him as fe

d lump my body with the

t all becam

ldn't proces

m Evelyn, the rain, and n

of the rain turned into a distant hum, and my legs fel

gging into the wet mud to keep myself

saw was the man w

oment I realized he wasn't wearin