Seth
My head is a mess.
I lean back against the fridge, feeling the cold metal helping me cool down a little. It is dark around me and I am staring at that darkness, naked, sweaty, trying to hide from someone, anyone. To hide away from me.
Adrien is fast asleep on the couch and I am contemplating moving him upstairs the second I manage to gather my wits but it is too damn hard to focus right now. I feel like I am suffocating in the confined space of my kitchen and without even thinking about it I rush out.
The moment the door of the trailer opens and the fresh night air engulfs me, I feel it like a soft blanket. I feel the grass against my naked feet and the noises coming from the woods tug on my nerves, calling to me.
I don’t shift, I can’t.
I am supposed to be a regular werewolf,
