“You are useless in this family, absolutely useless!” Glass cups shattering on the marble kitchen floor. “Great, keep at it maybe mom can try adding a shopping list for more appliances too.” I snarled. “Now Maria! If you would just listen to your father maybe this wouldn’t have to reach this extent!” I gave my mother a killing glare. “Since when have I ever cared about this mans childish tantrums?”

When I said that sentence he grabbed me buy the collar and stared me with those sinful eyes of his. “Don’t you dare call me a child, when you have no purpose in this family.” He hissed.

At that moment there was no point in holding back anymore. I let my right hand swing across and slapped him, twisting his other hand that was on my collar to let me go. I didn’t care whether it hurt him or not. I didn’t care about my mother’s shouts in the background to let him go.

I just didn’t like the fact that he touched me. I leaned closely to his ear and said “I don’t like the that your acting like my real dad, when you killed him.” After that I just turned around and left the house leaving him stunned. Walking at a fast pace towards the woods, feeling the cold breeze on my face. Now I was nearly in the eye of the woods.

I stopped, took a few breaths and listen to the forest’s music. Just me alone and I loved it. I would always come into the woods to have a quick run in my wolf form. Yes, I am a werewolf but no that asshole just now is not nor is my mom. My real dad actually was one. Until that one night the towns hunters just so happen to but up with my dad on his run. They nearly killed him. I was there that night. I remember the vivid screams I heard when the gunshot went off. I was so scared I remember the tear stains freezing on my face that night.

Then I saw, them kill him. I blamed myself for not running and roping those guys to shreds but I barely new how to shift, I was so small.

Instead of doing something anything I ran away and cried like a coward. Then my more thought it was a great idea to marry that bastard. He’s the “night watcher” or whatever the **** they call it here. Basically, to walk in the woods for lost werewolves or something. They hate that here. This town is a no werewolf territory. He was there on that night. He killed my father. Days and nights we wouldn’t stop fighting about everything. I just hated him so much, I would pray to go that a bear or something would snatch him up on one of his shifts but nothing.

Putting this aside, I started to shift behind a few bushes. I remember the first time I shifted with my dad. I was so scared but he helped me through it. Now I’m all on my own I just get it quickly done with. And that’s it. I could feel my nails turning into claws at this point, my vision become sharper and k9’s growing and I knew that I was done. I never knew what I looked like until I was 16. My dad described my form as a “Wolf wrapped around a thick white soft sheet of snow.” He said he’d never seen a white Wolf like me before. He was the only person that looked at me like I was a star in his eyes.

I dashed further and further into the woods faster and faster. Passing all of the trees in my view with great intensity. I felt free like I could finally breathe not feeling that heavy weight on my chest. I enjoyed runs so much.

I stopped for a minute then ran so more. I was too busy running I ignored my surroundings and then... BAM!! All I knew a bear trap clatched tightly on my foot. I cried in pain of the unbearable feeling.

That last thing I remember is being dragged and a few muffled men voices.. before I blacked out.

“Nugh god it hurts!” I try to stand up but I immediately fell back again. “Your not going anywhere with that leg, girl.” A raspy mans voice spoke up and I looked up at the other side of the cell bars. I couldn’t stand but I could scrawl. I approached my way up to his legs, the bars were too narrow I didn’t even want to attempt to reach through it and try to grab him. Holding on to the bars for support I force myself up, and leaned closer between them.

“Ha, you know- someone your age could easily farcture a bone or two, you should reconsider your job.” I said. He laughed at me as if I just told a joke. “Don’t think your so tough little girl that bracelet monitor on your ankle there, will

deliver an extreme amount of pain if you try to go all werewolf mode in here.” I got angry for a moment looking down at the bracelet, sitting back down in defeat. “What the hell do you people want anyway? What’s your business with werewolves? He didn’t respond to my questions and just shot me a smug look.

After that he proceeded to walk off. “Fuck...”

It was useless to try and shift because of the bracelet, I couldn’t even use the smallest amount of power. Minutes to hours went by

doing nothing but sitting in pain. However, I have noticed the guards changing ever 30 minutes 2 guards, then 3, then 1. The pattern would repeat over again. It was already the next day and I had to make a plan. I need to crack this damn bracelet off.

While I was waiting for night time to reach I overheard two gaurds talking. “Hey, what exactly will they do with the girl?” “They’ll probably torture her if she doesn’t confess about any other werewolves she knows.” Heh. Any other werewolves? As if I even socialize with humans a lot I don’t know any other werewolf except for my dad, it’ll be a waste of time. I waiting for hours listening to the guards meaning less conversations until the gaurds switched to only one. Here’s my chance.

I began to unbutton my shirt showing my bra. “Hey, I think I need some help with something.” His digusting face showed joy in my display. He wasted no time to unlock the door and launch on me. While he was busy running up against me I slipped my finger through the key to the door and sneaked it back. “Sorry but I think we will have to cancel this session.” He was stunned by that and I took the chance to wrap him around in a choke hold until he passed out. “Time to get out of here.” I put back on my shirt and left the facility.

A bus stopped at the bus stop and I hopped on . While it drove off I gave the facility one last menacing look. “Damn bastards not today.”

I reached home after 3 in the morning, and approached the front door of my house. I don’t know what was stopping me from entering but the atmosphere felt off. Something wasnt right. Without making a sound a peeled through a small opening through the inside of the curtains from the window. I wished I was more wrong.

There where those bastards from the jailhouse in my home. My parents didn’t seem to be under any pain, they’re just waiting.. waiting for me to enter. Shit. What do I do now? I turned to leave from the house but I stepped on something. Like a hook? Whatever it was I wasn’t quick enough to move and before I knew it.. something slashed across my stomach. It burned badly. The pain was excruciating

that I didn’t even realize that I was screaming.

And then the front door opened, truck headlights came on people started to emerge from the dark. They surround me. Escape was impossible. But I damn sure wasn’t going back there. The only option out of desperation I started running for the woods. I couldn’t turn back, I didn’t want to turn back. I kept running and running, every second I felt my heart was about to explode. They were behind me

chasing after me. They tried to shoot tranquilizers at me but they would just pass above my head. “God help me.” My tears choked and blurred my vision while I was running. The trees started to clear up until it just lead the end of a cliff. My entire body started to shake

trying to grasp for air. Their voices and shouts were getting closer. I calmed myself down for a second. “Okay..breathe Maria.. breathe.”

I focused on my hearing.. blocking all other sounds near me. “Water.. okay that’s good.”

There’s water down there if I could time it right-

A tranquilizer hit me in the back and I fell towards the edge.. falling. Further and further taking a last glimpse of the top before I fainted.

“Ugh.” I woke up feeling a little pain but i didn’t open my eyes. Was I back in the jail cell? Was I home in my bed, was it all a bad dream and I came home safe and sound? I opened my eyes.

Well I was in bed... but I this isnt my house. I remember everything that happened last night. The running, the falling from the cliff I know im a werewolf but that was a really long fall.

“Okay maybe someone saved me, like an old woman perhaps?” The room I was in look a bit

antique-ish. I tried to lean up but the spot where I was shot still felt painful. “Ah!” I was wrapped around in banadages around me.

“Don’t move, the wolfsbane hasn’t removed from your system yet.” I jumped from the unexpected voice in the room that caught my attention.

He was tall and muscular light skin for some reason he wasn’t wearing a shirt either, this guy has no shame. His tattoos that spread from across his chest to his arms. His black hair almost covered the side of his face but it was still visible. I couldn’t imagine how long I was staring at him like an idiot. “What? Did the poison make you go deaf as well?” He said.