Mom rushed up to me telling me to calm down, her soothing voice and loving eyes that never held any fear, just pure motherly love when looking at me no matter what I've done, calming the raging storm within me. She pulls me out the room downstairs and into the living. By that time I'd already reverted back to full human and that's when the gravity of what I just did really hit me.
"What the hell was that? What did you do?" she yells but the fire in her eyes immediately quells when she saw my face
I knew she wasn't angry at me but that doesn’t mean I wasn't angry at myself. I completely lost it and I may have killed someone. Though he may have been trying to block me from my mate but he obviously didn't know that she was. It's still my fault despite that because I lost my reasoning. Somet
