Clarissa

Clarissa

The moon cast a pale light through the broken window, making my panic intensify. The Lycan beast loomed above me and I lay on the cold, hard floor, screaming for help at the top of my lungs.

My voice was rough, and my throat was raw from all the yelling, but I couldn't stop. I was afraid and had no idea what to do.

The beast standing in front of me was fierce and angry, its eyes glowing a bloody red. It kept growling loudly, baring its sharp teeth and claws at me. I was sure it was going to tear me to shreds at any moment.

The sight of its claws glinting in the moonlight made me cringe in fear. My body was paralyzed by the poison and when I tried to shift into my wolf form, my wolf was too weak to emerge, leaving me weak and at the mercy of the beast.

The Lycan's hot breath washed over my face as it leaned in, its jaws dripping with saliva.

"Please don't hurt me," I stuttered, tears streaming down my face as I begged for mercy. My heart pounded in my chest as I imagined feel