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Existence had all but abandoned me as I milled about the Manor for the past several days. It took me days to realize I was still alive. Well, in a sense. Ever since Erik left with Sean, I felt more than empty. I felt more than hollow. I felt nonexistent, as if I wasn't in my own body anymore. I don't know what made me realize it. But I did, at one point, in the process of cleaning spilled blood off the kitchen floor.
Blood?
Where had blood come from?

I was inside her house when I heard her pull in the drive way. "She shouldn't have to see another one of my kind so soon after what happened." I said as I went to my room and undressed. Pulling an old pair of stretchable shorts out of my drawer I put them on. Sighing I walked out into her backyard and could still smell the stench of blood. That's when it happened, I began to change and as usual the pain it brought made my human side almost fade; but as usual I somehow managed to hang on and ride the pain allowing it to turn me instead of fight it. After I turned I looked at the moon and let out a howl that no man nor natural wolf could ever try to compete. Now I was child of the moon, but I still had control enough to force myself to run toward the forest to where Bethany had told me of a decent hunting ground. There I will feast upon the raw bloody venison of my prey.

Freedom. This is what I long for! Waiting inside the human shell to burst free and hunt! Though I promised not to hunt the mortals he cares so much about. That no longer matters anymore.....the hunt matters. My prey is up ahead. I can smell the fear radiating from it. I let out a howl and my prey stops as if I already hold it within my maw; but no it's held in the maw of fear! Fear my friend and ally. I jump through the bush and immediatly feel the cool light of the mistress; the crimson juice from the spurting neck gushing into my mouth. The taste of the raw venison sweet upon my tongue. Yes this is how it should be, if only my human shell realized this; but alas he does not, prefering to travel in the clothes that he forces even me to wear. Yearning to travel among the mortals that which he use to be.

Feasting upon my venison I smelled a familiar scent yet odd to me. Leaving the dead deer I decided to investigate the interesting scent. I ran through forest scaring animals and creating new trails. Finally I stopped just behind an oak tree and watched silently as a human female walked the trail. I realized that it was my human shell that knew her. I growled telling her she was being watched. "Please look after her." the human shell said inside my head.

I wondered through the manor, completely void of anything to do. Being a wraith...there's nothing to do...when do I get more of my human self back? I thought as I let out a moan, though it sounded more like a hiss.
I went to the kitchen and came across Danielle cleaning what looked like blood off of the floor.

I could hear her pulse quicken mostly out of fear after I growled. I growled again as she spoke. My human shell seemed to care for her, so in turn I would protect her. I stepped out from behind the tree and stood in the moon light hoping not to scare the human female. I had seen through the eyes of my human shell and saw the pup that had died. Such a small werewolf no wonder he was violent probably ashamed of his size. To let her know I was behind her I let out a small growl.

Does she want me to eat her? "No, I think she thinks she's showing peace." the human shell spoke in my mind. Humans are pretty stupid to think showing that your food is a peaceful pose. I growled again and walked closer to her sniffing her scent. It was pleasent and I could see why my human shell had a soft spot for her. I looked at the moon again and compared the two. As always my mistress won. I grabbed the woman's head and lifted it to look me in the eyes to show we are equals. "Y...y..you.....a...are.....Bet....Bethan....Bethany." I said trying to pronounce the difficult human language.