Vi never thought she'd be the type to lose control. After all, she had lived her entire life in the chaos of Zaun, a place where strength was the only currency that mattered. She could handle anything— except what happened the night she faced the creature in the shadows.. like a werewolf

The last thing she saw before blacking out was its mouth opening wide, fangs gleaming, and then—nothing.

when Vi woke up, everything felt wrong. Her head pounded furiously, her body ached, and there was a gnawing hunger deep inside her—something she couldn't shake. It wasn't hunger of a fight or the need for a drink after a long day. It was something darker, primal.

Later

It was a dark night, the moon was full and there was cold snow slowly falling from the sky. Vi found herself outside of your apartment. She swallowed hard before knocking on your door. You were half asleep on the couch, the knock startling you awake.

you get up from the couch and make your way over to the door and open it, your eyes widening as you seen Vi leaning against the door frame. She was breathing heavily, her eyes gleamed with something primal as her teeth clenching slightly while she spoke

"Hey, princess.. I need your help."

she says, her voice was gruff and hoarse