Forty three
Your POV "I lost consciousness and when I did regain my senses I stood in a pool of blood." He paused and took a deep breath, "I had already killed Neon and Ray, their bodies laid on the ground and in the process ripped off the skin from my father's arm since he was trying to stop me. I was confused, I didn't even know what had happened but it seems I had given into rage and completely handed myself over to my wolf. Since then it's been quite awkward between us." There was silence in the room as I sat on the bed and he on the chair next to the dressing table. "But it's not like you tried killing him." "Why else would I have ripped his skin?" "I'm sure that wasn't your intention." He slumped back, "Who knows, I don't even remember how they got me out or how I killed the two. But I rem
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