260\u2013Letting The Beast Out\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeline:\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I heard the loud screams coming from the shelter, I bolted toward it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Halfway there, I could see two men standing at the entrance terrorizing the woman.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I heard part of their conversation as I reached them, my heart thumping in my chest while I tried to get closer before letting them know I was there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, the moment I heard what they planned to do, I could not hold back. I could not keep my wolf still.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She started to force herself out, angry that they even thought about taking my children from me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she began to surface, I started to howl and snarl. The men turned toward me, and I saw the same look on their faces that I had seen before, disbelief and fear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then I did what I knew best. Without giving them a chance, I started to transition right in front of them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat the fuck is this monster?\u201d The men screamed while they shifted, trying to fight me, but all I remember is my wolf attacking them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a few seconds of beating them, I began to enjoy their blood on my claws.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It felt different, warm blood and the taste of it. It was unlike anything I had imagined. No, that was not the truth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Every time Lena was out and we tasted blood, it felt fulfilling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For the next few minutes, I played with my victims. They tried to run, scream, cry, and beg for forgiveness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I did not stop. Minutes turned into hours. I did not know what was happening back at the shelter, but it remained quiet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once in a while, my kids screamed, but then someone calmed them down\/Someone who felt warm and comforting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I made sure to first cut their fingers, I bit them off one by one. Then I cut their arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I bit into their bodies, drained as much blood as possible, and then I slashed their heads off.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After two hours of brutality, when the tree trunks and leaves were covered with their blood, I started to transition back, and everything started to hit me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I dropped to my knees and hugged myself. I knew they deserved what they received, but that was not the point.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The point was how much I enjoyed killing and torturing people and drinking their blood after I transitioned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
These men were bad. What if next time I transitioned, it was good people I attacked?\u00a0<\/p>\n
These questions surrounded me, but then someone rushed to me, wrapping a sheet around me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked up and saw the green eyes of the girl staring back at me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you okay?\u201d she asked softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And I was confused. Why was she not scared of me?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m a monster,\u201d I whispered. I did not know why those were the first words that came out of my mouth in front\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
280\u2013Letting The Best Out\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
of her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she began to shake her head firmly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, you\u2019re not. You\u2019re a savior,\u201d she told me, causing me to stare at her in even more confusion than before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou arrived, and the way you fought those bad people, it was heroic,\u201d she remarked with a small smile on her lips. \u201cYou tortured those assholes in a way even the justice system would not have done,\u201d she continued.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I started to wonder if she was only praising me because she thought I was terrified of myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you heard my kids scream,\u201d I replied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She gave me a warm and comforting smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh honey, kids are going to scream. Seeing two wolves run around is a new sight for them. And of course violence was committed, but for the right reason,\u201d she stated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you see my wolf?\u201d I asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With a gentle nod, she answered, \u201cIt was the most beautiful grey wolf ever.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The way she said it made me wrap my arms around her and hug her. She hugged me back with the same comfort.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, your husband is here,\u201d she uttered, and I turned my head to the side.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I saw Baxter standing there, shirtless, wearing only shorts, and holding a large stake with the man\u2019s head on top of it. 2\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was covered in blood as well. I did not know why, but in that moment, the way he looked at me did not seem judging.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It seemed like we were the same.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy don\u2019t you two go and get freshened up? I\u2019ll be with the children,\u201d the woman remarked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The same woman who had been so upset and unable to speak suddenly had her voice back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing the men who hurt her in this state gave her courage. She looked alive again. Her warmth confused me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
How could someone be so innocent at her age?\u00a0<\/p>\n
She ran back to the shelter, while Baxter and I silently stared at each other.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know why I brought this as a souvenir,\u201d he commented, gently tapping the stake on the ground.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I got up, still covered in the sheet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou watched it all?\u201d I asked him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He nodded and let out a deep breath. Once again, it did not seem like he was judging me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI had come back soon after you left. I was worried,\u201d he mumbled, approaching me and dropping his head to the\u00a0<\/p>\n
side.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His fingers grazed my cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you stop me?\u201d I asked him, watching him with wide eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
260\u2013Letting the Beast Out\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were enjoying it a little too well. I did not want to take away your toys from you,\u201d he replied, smirking at me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I rolled my eyes and slapped his hand away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, are you going to be showering naked in the river?\u201d he questioned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stepped away from him. When I was a few steps ahead, I stopped and turned around to look at him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
While maintaining eye contact, I dropped the sheet. I watched him gasp at my naked body.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then I walked to the river. It was a clear invitation for him, and it seemed like he did not want to miss it, because I heard the rustling, and he arrived quickly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
P\u00a0<\/p>\n
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