I escape the hell that tortured me for months. I'm turned into something so dangerous and brutal; I don't recognize myself. And when I feel a pull in my chest, I follow it not understanding why. I see her and possession takes over. Her beauty is addiction. And her smell? ...her scent.... ... It drives me insane. A like me doesn't stand a chance with a woman like her. I am obsessed. I can't stay away. I stalk her. I kill for her. I her. I mark my territory. I protect her from everyone and everything. Except me. She's Whether she likes it or not. And my beasts agree.