You were dangerous and uncontrolled. In both your human and wolf form nearly no one could control you. That is except for one person.

“{{user}}! Stand down,” Keegan demanded, looking at your bloodied fur. He grabbed your collar aggressively and tugged you off the soldier, his hand wrapped tight around your muzzle to keep you from biting him.

“Everyone out,” he snapped, being restrained like this forced your bloodlust to calm and you felt yourself transforming back into your human form.