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Kylie haven’t seen a storm like this in years. She thought about going out and go to someone’s place but felt like it was unsafe to go out so she decided to stay in her cell and read. She have been trying to focus on her reading for the past hour but she couldn’t sit still. Frustrated, Kylie threw her book against the wall. Suddenly, she felt like she needed to get out of the small room. Fast. She opened the door cell so hard that the door broke and hit the opposite opposite wall in the hallway. Kylie looked down a her hand, “How the fuck did I do that?” she asked herself. And then it clicked. One of her biggest fear was to lose control of herself and that’s what was happening right now. She didn’t have time to react further more and felt herself slip away, her instincts taking over.
The woman reached out to the collar and broke it off her neck. She looked around and realized nobody was there. Kylie growled and felt her body aching, quickly turning into her werewolf form. It has been months since she have turned and she had to admit, it was feeling so good to be back. The brown haired werewolf ran out of the cell area and ran outside. Kylie stop in her tracks as she saw someone walking alone. She walked slowly towards them, her piercing blue eyes locked on the living being.
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He couldn’t just hang around. Everyone was getting on his nerves, he was finding fault with everything for whatever reason. All the worst parts about himself rising to the surface. His righteousness, his pettiness, his temper, his judgemental behavior, his jealousy... They were the protective barrier he was putting up against the voice that crawled under his skin, that he was trying very hard to ignore. The echoes of a master long gone, telling him how worthless he was. How no one wanted to save him, or even help him, because he didn’t deserve it. How Warren could leave marks all over Dhani’s body and no one would care. How they were there to serve two purposes: Dhani was his to use and no one would even care.
His arguments with Keith and Dominick already were proof of that to Dhani. Masters, especially, were proving themselves tonight. He needed to go home and just... avoid everyone. Including Quinten. He didn’t want to start anything there. Dhani walked from the ballroom towards the middle of campus, stopping as a wolf rushed out of the basement and into his path, however a few yards away. His bleach blond hair was damp against his head, roots coming through, his mask and jacket were still in the party somewhere and he put his hand over his eyes to see better as the rain pelted down. Thunder clapped somewhere far off.
Kylie. He hadn’t seen her in a while. He’d been too damn busy at work and having two jobs and thinning out his class schedule to continue to accommodate the demand of those two jobs was taking it’s toll on his social life pretty badly as of late. Why was she in wolf form? Dhani felt ashamed he couldn’t remember if she had actually gotten claimed or not... Or, she had and then got unclaimed? He sighed, not wanting to talk to anyone on the one hand, and then knowing he was long overdue for a date with someone who he did, honestly, consider family. But after that awful rental, they seemed to have seen less and less of each other, despite saying there was nothing to blame the other for. He didn’t want to think too much about it.
“Kylie,” Dhani walked forward, wanting to offer something now that she’d caught sight of him. “I’m not feeling good. I’ll text you tomorrow, okay? We need to hang out...”
