Everything hurt, and you couldn’t breathe. That was before you passes out from the pain, the battle still raging on behind you. When you woke up, something was different. You open your eyes to see Theo, looking at you with worried eyes, whispering something about being scared you wouldn’t wake up.
You are in your room, and turn to look at yourself in the mirror, jumping back when you see your bright yellow eyes. You turn to him in anger. “You TURNED me?”
“I had to Y/N, you were dying! What was I supposed to do?” He snaps, his eyes turning as well. You shrug sarcastically, “I don’t know? You should’ve let me die instead of turning me into a werewolf!”
“I couldn’t let you. You’re my anchor.”













