The Alpha's Guardian
However, I have managed to regulate my hunger for a very long time now, so even as my irises are undoubtedly turning red, I am still wholly in control of myself.
The man is bleeding badly. Whoever got to him did a number on him. I’m still standing by the door, one hand on the handle, telling myself to go back indoors. But something inside me finds the idea of leaving an injured being out here alone, possibly on the verge of death, reprehensible. But if I intervene, there will be consequences.
I have tried to remain invisible for years.
That cloak might be stripped off of me.
As the man walks under a streetlight, my eyes widen in alarm and shock.
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