My wolf

Damien's point of view:

It had been about four hours, and the image of my mate and I fighting couldn't leave my mind. What was I thinking when I said those words to her?

"Do you always have to be that annoying type of person? Why don't you take care of things related to you? For example, learn how to fix your hair, dress up like a lady, not a teenager escaping from school. How about you call your own mother and occupy yourself with your nonsense, like a normal she-wolf does?"

And the way she pleaded... I wanted to stop and apologize, but the beast inside me took control. It was in charge while I was hurting her.

"Damien! You're hurting me!"

I thought I was done losing control, but not when I heard her name. I never got to meet her in person, yet she was always there in my life. She was the reason why I couldn't and still can't be who I'm supposed to be.

I'm not the person I used to be anymore, and I don't want to be. If I had known that he would take control again, I would have n