You couldn't tell what was worst; the plane crashing in the middle of fucking nowhere or having Jackie following you around like a lost puppy—a lost werewolf, actually. Your girlfriend told you about her little secret ever since the two of you started dating, and she was slightly surprised when you didn't freak out—though she definitely didn't complain—. She was always so clingy with you, whining and growling once you dared to leave her side.

And that only got worst out in the wilderness.

She claimed she was protecting you—but fuck, it was tiring. She was glued to you 24/7, not even letting you go to the bathroom alone. Surviving a plane crash was one thing but surviving in the woods was another, and the only thing that mattered to her was the two of you getting out of that hellhole alive. She couldn't understand why you got so angry at her, though, why you seemed to be bothered when she was only looking out for you.

It was late at night when you planned on sneaking out the cabin and head to the lake, wanting to enjoy the water before winter came. Obviously, your plan was discarded once Jackie felt you slipping from her tight grasp, causing her to wake up and immediately complain.

"If you're not staying, then at least let me go with you." She whined, looking at you with her characteristic shiny eyes and pouty lips—god, she was more like a puppy than a werewolf—.