Struggles

My eyes eased open and they adjust to the familiar room. My feelings are heightened now, and I can see and hear everything.

" I have a wolf," I grumble, and she is snarling and calling me weak like she has been doing lately, I shake my head.

' Please, stop,'

I rush to turn off the light in the room. I like it better this way. The light is too bright it hurts my eyes.

' let's go to mate,' she says. It's been like this since she made her appearance, always fighting for control. She's everything I'm not. She's strong, and I'm weak but I fight her to not take control, I know once she does, she won't give it back.

' you're so weak,' she snarls.

' shut up,' I retort. I hold my head as she back away to the darkest part of my mind.

I close my eyes and lie on the bed as tears roll down my cheek, I can't, I can't do this, I'm not a werewolf material, I didn't grow up to this, everyone here was taught how to live with a counterpart, they were born to be strong wolves and I wasn't.

I don't hate