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In lust.

He could feels his heart thump against his rib cage, the adrenaline rushing through his whole body. excitement and fear mix, like a deadly cocktail, ready to blow up like a Molotov. the shadow was awake, it was moving and to his surprise it wasn't that small. raised it was only a few inches below him, did he knock into a bear? he preferred not to face that animal, its crawls tend to greedily grab and sheer his skin. his shoulder protested this fact, the slight sore keeping him aware that what ever he ran in was strong. not that he was afraid to face it. he always found trouble and face it a lot more then he wished. he would blame him on his hate for people and his anti-social habits. he learned to hate people, to be wary of every promise and to only enjoy a touch for a night. because those that stay longer tend to lie, and they are the ones who hurt you the most. his own mother, god he hated to even think about. even if he acted heartless, a strong exterior, inside he was troubled by grief and guilt. this sadly wasn't him, the world would never see that. only because they did not deserve to feel his turmoil, to linger in such lies, he lied about everything and he never ever wanted to be touched again. emma had almost, he almost killed emma, it wasn't her fault he was an animal, a monster . the ringing gunshot bring him away from his momentary daze. reality was hard and he remembers he put himself and this shadow in danger. fuck...

He snarls unintentionally as he is mad, but he drops the pet. the shadow slowly unveils a wolf, similar to him. ah fuck he thoughts exactly, because a wolf that size can only mean a werewolf, therefore a human at the end. he had put himself and a female in this situation, some days he wished he could say fuck it and just vanish. her head tosses in a direction and he frowns. what did she mean by that, while she prances off he says there as few seconds. He had put her in this mess , yet she was saving his ass. he fallowed in pursuit, long strides bring him near her, but separated by at least 3 meters. his paws giving of a silent thump , letting her obviously know he was behind. it was odd that he enjoyed running with another wolf, it felt so right. he did not understand why it felt so good, he hated people. thought she saved him and she did not have to, so he would have to thank her. after a few miles she came to a stop and he did the same, paws spreading to help him into a complete stop. his ears tip to hear silence, the dark hunters clearly to slow to fallow them.

His shocking blue eyes stare right at her eyes when she turns around. her face heavily scared, she looked so fierce. his tears tilted forward and a short whimper escaped his lips, then a small snarl. why was he acting this way, his emotions confused like hell. the warning growl that escapes from the females closed lips, clearly send his ears back into his skull. he slings his head right to left while he stares, trying to perceive why she turned herself on him like a turncoat. confused by his body and by her, he sits down and from his lips a faint howl escapes. his tail wags and his body un-contracted, letting her know he wasn't aggressive. he felt like a god damn puppy, bubbly and wanting to play. he wasn't looking for a fight, his eyes stare at her seeking to understand. his tongue finally escapes his mouth and flops on the side of his mouth. his eyes stay wide then dilated, then vise versa, clearly she could see his inner turmoil. he never faced such horrible confusion since the day he turned into a wolf, all alone to understand what he was and slowly learn to control his anger.

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