Reflect

I woke up at the same spot I had passed out only that the sign of Leon. I managed to drag myself to my room and made sure the door was fully locked. I was ashamed of my reflection in the mirror, my eyes were puffy and red, red angry marks marred my neck, and blood stains were on around my nose and mouth, peeling the dress off my skin, purple circles had graced it, some were even reddish purple.

I had my hand over my mouth to suppress my sobs.

I looked like a train had run over me.

I didn't even do anything wrong! My wolf felt angry yet exhausted. I wouldn't let it act. I loved Leon and he loved me too. At least used to. Or maybe that was what I thought.

I sat on the bed, ignoring the pain that accompanied

I sat on the bed, ignoring the pain that accompanied the movement, and cried silently for hours. I finally fell asleep around 5 am, the sheets were still damp.

My wolf's anger had been reduced to sadness and exhaustion when I woke up, the migraine and dizziness were a little pri