There’s a tiny voice whispering in my wolf brain, telling me no, telling me to stop, but it’s buried under bloodlust.
I go for the Omega first.
He hears me coming at the last second, but he’s still caught off guard.
I tear out his throat, the blood gushing over my snout.
The other two—
(chris and tanner that’s CHRIS AND TANNER NONONO)
(would you hear me dear don’t kill them you need to stop you need to STOP)
But there is blood on my tongue, blood down my throat, and I want more, I need more.
“What are you doing?” the one called Chris is screaming. “Robbie, what are you doing?”
I turn toward them.
They try to run.
They don’t get far.
(what are you doing
robbie
robbie
please don’t
please don’t do this
oh my god what’s wrong with you
you’re not
please please please i don’t want to die
please you’re hurting me robbie you’re hurting me
oh god no
no
let me go let me go LET ME GO LETMEGOLETME)
“Robbie!”
I lift my head.
There, standing with a stricken look on his face, is a man.
I start toward him.
And that little voice in my head whispers MateLovePack, but then it’s gone.
I do the only thing I can.