Shane
My claws extended as I caught a familiar scent. Burning wood, lavender and mint – Skylar. My fangs started to protrude and goosebumps rose on my arms, making the hairs on them stand up, whether it was in ecstasy or hatred, I didn't know. Half of me was ready to start tearing towards her and savagely rip her throat out watching as the light faded from her eyes and her body fell limp in my arms, and the other half of me was straining to gallop away as fast as possible in order to save her.
I was a conflict between heart and mind.
Whatever vile substance was running through my veins had well and truly won, I fought as hard as I could to stop the investable but everything I did was futile. I couldn’t outrun the darkness and I couldn’t stop it, even though every single tendril inside
