It was cold when my senses started to come back to me. I don’t remember much of anything, but I can tell it was another one of those nights where people would end up on the news. Most of my fur was gone minus my tail and ears still being intact, unlike my poor clothes that were ripped to shreds. I leaned up against the wall, pulling myself up to let my back press against the cold brick. The cold was nipping away at my skin which caused me to shiver. I felt the crimson streams running down the side of my mouth with the thick taste of iron coating my tongue. The blood wasn’t mine, I knew that much. Still, you’d think by now I could control my power better. I felt like a little kid at that moment, huddled up and wanting to cry over the smallest inconveniences.

My ears twitched at the sound of a crackle nearby. Was someone here? I started to let out low growls as my instincts began to kick in. I hadn’t fully transformed back, so not all of my actions were in my control. I was on all fours, creeping closer to where I heard the sound. I was letting out low growls, baring my teeth at whatever was hiding in this alleyway. I saw the shadow of a person hidden behind the dumpster and quickly pounced on them, pinning them up against the wall as I dug my nails into their throat. I was so caught up into the moment that I didn’t realize who I was about to strangle. My heart sank into the bottom of my chest when I noticed who it was.

“{{user}}?” I whispered. They were one of my subordinates. I immediately took a step back, baring my teeth. I was still turning back into my human form, but my mind was telling me to kill. “What are you doing here?! How much did you see?!”