After she filled out the last question on the online form, she put off her phone and the lamp beside her bed.
The view of the forest brought back a nostalgic feeling in her spine.
Chris.
No!
She could not think of him. She tried to force him out of her mind, but he remained like a birthmark plastered in her heart.
Tessa let out a pained scream as their loving memories kept swimming into her mind.
‘Stop!’’ Tessa screamed at herself.
The memories…
The feeling of his lips pressed against hers while lying on the grass in the garden behind the mansion…
Taking long strolls and having funny classical dinners…
Laughing as he tickled her at intervals during their discussions…
She needed to ease the pain of betrayal and hatred.
Throughout the past days, Tessa had fully neglected her wolf. But at that moment, she could feel it piercing through her skin. It wanted to be relieved. To be set free.
She felt like she could fight the urge, but the hurt had long penetrated her wolf. And it needed to let it out. The only way that could be done, was by giving in to its demand.
She felt the urge to ease out the pain she felt and start a new life and the only way to do that was by shifting into her wolf form.
Her window was wide open, which meant that Tessa had full space of jumping out of the window, and into the woods.
It had been a long time since she last satisfied her wolf.
That moment was the right time to do so.
Without any other thought, she crawled on her hands and feet, feeling the satisfaction of her fur popping out of its pores and her bones cracking into its animal shape.
Tessa jumped out of the window.
Finally, in the woods, Tessa let out a loud howl.
So much pain was let out in one howl.
How many more could several howls do?
Tessa could not tell how long she had been howling and staring at the moon in the forest, but she was snapped out of it by the snapping sound of the leaves some distance ahead of her.
She stopped howling and could feel the presence of another being around her. Not just any being. But the scent had to be that of a werewolf.
Tessa followed the scent which led her deeper into the forest.
Her human form screamed to her to rush back to her house. But her inquisitive wolf wanted to know who else was in the forest.
Moving through a branch of a tree, Tessa was almost knocked down by the branch of a tree that stuck out toward her. She stood there and her gaze met with that of the creature that stood a few feet ahead. Its eyes were glowing red.
It was a wolf.
Its eyes were bloody red, as it maintained its gaze on her.
‘Run Tessa, Run!’ Her inner self screamed at her, but her body did not move an inch.