chapter thirteen - Tys POV

A dark night

I ran so fast in the wind in my wolf form like a crazed person. In truth, I was not different from a mad man or a mad wolf. My inhibitions were far from me and I am not different from a beast. It is only a beast who would have the urge to feed on his loved one, I thought, disgusted with myself.

When I was changing, I didn't recognize Hera anymore, my crazy wolf saw her as a prey, not the woman of my dreams which left me confused as to why my wolf could not recognize my mate. I tried controlling my wolf, but he will not be controlled, he keeps resisting me so strongly.

I felt so bad for leaving Hera alone in our room, but how else could I escape the raw power overwhelming me and making me feel so different from the man I was before, and also threatening to make me a monster I don't wish to be.

The pain I am feeling is indescribable, yet, it was nothing close to the pain I felt when I was changing, and it is a feeling I am sure I can never forget in a lifetime.

The urge for