Chapter 21 - Unwanted Desire

Whiskey.

Being in my wolf form was one of the absolute worst things for me. To say I hate it would be a serious understatement. It makes me feel wild and untamed, like the feral beasts that I hunt. But when I haven’t got access to a car, helicopter or motorbike, it is the next best way to travel across country. I will stop at the next town I come across and steal a car. I was fast in this form, even with my bag and the map case in my mouth. The midnight black fur was thick and long. My wolf may be smaller than the natural born beasts, but I was undoubtably stronger, and faster. My lifelong training and the moulding me into the perfect killing machine, plus with the addition of my power, it meant I was impossible to beat. No matter how big the beast that I faced was.

I slowly made my way East through Russia. Checking the areas marked on the map for packs. I found and decimated two more. Both were small and irrelevant, and neither housed anything of value to me. It fel