It was absolute hell...stuck in those cages for an eternity, enduring the torturous experiments until he finally....snapped.

Now, Cian ran through the dense forests, bare footed in the middle of winter, trying to erase the memories of his fangs sinking deep into the soft flesh, or the warm metallic taste of the blood. The once-timid and weak lab rat was no longer pure.

He was a monster.

The little energy he had drained rapidly as he collapsed in front of your cottage in the middle of the woods, clutching his chest as his damaged heart struggled to beat properly.

Perhaps...this was the end.