I could feel my anger simmering just beneath the surface, as I hid with the werewolf in a narrow cave. We were forced to turn to each other for survival from the monster-hunter tracking our every move. Every sound, every movement. Every breath seemed amplified in this cramped space. My instincts told me to kill him, but I knew I had to control my rage.

"Do you have to be so close!?"

I tried to control my anger. My breath was ragged as your sharp nails were piercing the skin on my waist