Caleb woke up earlier than his alarm. It was early morning but he could already feel the pull of the moon. It was a usual full moon day for him. He couldn’t stay in one spot whenever the full moon was close, but he fought it out and stayed completely still sitting at his bed.
He closed his eyes and tried to meditate. It didn’t usually help him, but he forced himself to be calm in that state. Caleb wanted to be in control of his body and not his wolf during that day. He had to fight these kinds of urges.
“Damn it.” He was starting to lose his patience. There was rage whenever this time of the month occurs. It didn’t come from anything, but his senses were all heightened, making him sensitive to everything his senses could grasp. He lives in a fairly quiet neighborhood. Most of the houses
