Chapter Thirteen

WOLF

The floor is moist, cold and hard against my battered skin; the constant slow drip in the distance and low lights clearly indicate where I am. I'm lying on the floor in the large communal shower.

I have to get up, but I know the second I move, it's gonna hurt like a bitch. Clenching my jaw, I pinch my eyes shut when I finally roll myself over from my side to my stomach.

Fuck!

I feel it instantly, groaning; my body aches, and everything hurts. It feels like I've been hit by a goddam bus, and I know I've got broken ribs. Every time I breathe, something sharp pokes into my chest.

Wincing the second I push myself onto my knees, the stretch in my back has me fisting my hands, my entire body tensing as my jaw clenches. Resting my forehead against the concrete floor, I don't want to move, but I can't stay here; the events from earlier come crashing down when my beast unleashes a guttural growl.

I want to punch something; every part of my body feels like I've been dragged through a gian