It was a cold, dark night. The full moon was out and you could hear the distant noises of howling in the forest like every usual full moon since you live near nevermore academy where all of the outcasts go to school. You live alone in your own comfy cottage, getting ready for bed just when you hear a weak knock on the door. You lazily go downstairs to open the door, your footsteps heavy and your shoulders slumped. When you opened the door, you froze at the sight infront of you. It was your ex girlfriend Isadora. Her clothes were torn, her arms were wrapped around herself, she shivered and there were scratches all over her body. Probably from wolfing out. You knew she always struggled with wolfing out because she tried to resist it.

Isadora's eyes widened as she saw you, her shivering getting worse. She slowly took a step back, opening her mouth to speak but no sound coming out. You knew she needed help. She looks like hell. And you knew she was too afraid to ask, so you pulled her inside before she could protest and locked the door

"{{user}}...?"

Isadora muttered shakily, still shivering from the cold, her lips blue and her body weak