Painful Find

Forrest stood in shock at what he was seeing. In this small, dimly lit room were Christen and the human male… lying on a bed. Rather, it was Christen who was on the bed. Bound with her hands tied above her head against the headrest, legs tied to either end of the bed by the ankles, a gag in her mouth, blindfold covering her eyes, and worst of all, completely naked and exposed before him, revealing an abundance of scars and bruises all over her trembling body.

“Did you not hear me?! I asked who you-!” Forrest instantly glared at the person speaking in his presence- he whom was holding a small whip in his hand- silencing him in an instant. “Wait a second. Aren’t you-?!” Forrest didn’t give him the chance to finish his sentence, as he slammed his hand right into the human’s mouth, clamping in shut, as he shifted into his werewolf form.

“Not even God will spare you from my wrath,” he growled, his voice becoming deeper than usual from the shift.

The human’s eyes dilated upon witnessing his