My knuckles went whiter the harder I gripped the iron bars. I felt my patience wear thin but forced myself to stay calm.
Five days. I spent five days in my room. To ensure I did not break out again, the Tor had some men put iron burglary proofs around my window.
I did not mind being confined on the first day. I had Mikhail with me then. He sat with me and reassured me that everything would be alright. He promised to help me control these destructive urges and even apologized for stealing my prey from me. Apparently, I could not kill anyone without the risk of ruining myself. But when I woke the next day, I found myself all alone in my room and I had not seen him ever since.
Missy and Lucille came to see me once. I wished they did not. The sad look on their faces made it feel as if I
