Disoriented

Manny

Although I cannot turn back to my human form, I still retained my consciousness. I have always known that if I allow Matt, my wolf, to suppress me, there was not going to be a chance for me to be saved.

Yes, I have been yearning to just go feral and be killed. Yet, the few times I would think of Aria, I fought for my consciousness to not be corroded. A part of me hopes to meet her again in this lifetime. I guess this is the only reason my sanity did not get completely shredded.

I have been locked up for almost a week now, yet even with silver chains, my body refuses to change back to human form. I have since resigned to my fate. However, for some reason, today, I feel especially restless. Another shocking thing is the fact that Matt has been fighting me for dominance.

As if the heavens are granting my wish, the silver gates slide open on their own. Without wasting any time, I jump out and let out a ferocious growl. None of the guards dare intercept my escape. They know better