Chapter 46: Defeat and victory

ROSE

I was lying on the floor, winded and in shock. What kind of sick and twisted person was she? She must have been a teenager when she'd instructed Adamson to do such a thing... How sick was Scarlett... And how sick was Adamson to obey her. A young girl giving a slightly older boy such an instruction. It was then that I remembered it all. Adamson. He was why I became what I became. He was ruthless when it came to my torture and the deaths of my parents, an older teenage boy. That's what he was back then. A teenager committing acts of terror. And if he was so young and could do such horrible things, what stopped me. When I'd finally escaped, he'd left.

It was then that I grew angry. I felt my bones begin to crack and I howled out as fur began to sprout from my skin. I was turning.

"What?" Scarlett gasped. I guess she forgot about my little unusual ability to transform.