He was very angry. He was looking at me like he wants to either rape me or punch my face.
"I can expla- "
He cuts me off.
"You have been a very very bad kitty. You have no idea what I've been through."
His grip on my neck tighten suffocating my food...
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Alpha Ryan Damison
I shake my head furiously as I can feel my eyes shifting to black then back to my golden brown color. The focus of my retina keeps on changing as my wolf is trying to take over my mind. A fight for control between me and my wolf which I am not willing to give. Focus.
I want our mate. OUR MATE RYAN.
Errr! I fall on my knees as I feel my vertebral column shifting into an animal's. The bones are breaking then joining again to change its shape, I can feel my chest expanding. The shirt and suit on my human form are suffocating me, they are ceasing the beast inside me. I immediately remove the suit not wanting to watch it tear in pieces. It's Versace anyway.
My nails are scratching the wooden floor of my cabin. Human nails replacing claws. Dark razor-sharp deadly claws. I can see dark blue veins popping out of my skin. My skin. Oh! It's burning.
I scratch harder on the floor as my bones are trying to break and shift into wolf's form. Though the process of shifting is smooth, as soon as I hand over the control to my wolf, my blood vessels reflect homo sapien's dna and restructure themselves with the Canis Lupus Lycaon's dna. It is a species of grey wolf native to eastern Corlinque.
But this time he is fighting me as I am not willing to submit my control to him. Everyone knows how feral Dakota can be, my pack is more scared of my wolf than any apocalypse. And here I am trying to tame the wild beast.
My gums are split open as my canines are growing. I can taste metallic blood in my mouth coming out from my gums. My shoulders are getting broad, my chest is expanding enough to threaten to tear my shirt into strips. I see my buttons popping out from my shirt and rolling on the floor. I need to control. I need to calm him.
I start to visualize things that I can't do in my wolf form.
Wearing suits, shoes, tie.
Driving my Z4.
Playing Xbox
My focus again start to shift. This is not working, so I again start to visualize human stuff.
Grandma cooking.
Grandma making out.
Washing socks.
Grandma having threesome.
I see grey hair growing on the back of my palms. I am losing it. If Dakota takes over me I don't know what he will do. He might chase Ethan and rip off Rita's head or run in office corridors and pee on my car. I again concentrate on how to control Dakota.
