Erica:
I felt my anger fizzle out.
No. I didn’t. I didn’t want to be a monster. I wasn’t a monster. I didn’t want to kill him.
I backed away from his crippled body on the floor, my eyes not still leaving him but my anger slowly waning. I had hurt Dr. Blake at the wedding, I nearly attacked my kids at the hospital. No. I wasn’t going to make the same mistake again.
I sat down on my hind legs, the ground shaking under my weight, and my eyes fixed on Lorenzo. Something was wrong with him, and it wasn’t just his personality. In my wolf form, I could feel it, his aura. It was different, it was… foreign, almost like it didn’t belong to him.
He raised his head and I saw his eyes glow as his teeth were bared.
“You bitch! You will pay for this! You will…”
“Who are you?–”
The voice in my head reached out to Lorenzo, loud and powerful, shaking the walls and floors of this humble home.
“–I know that you aren’t Lorenzo. The Lorenzo I knew was not a violent psychopath. Who are you? What have you do
