I grit my teeth, shaking my head. Running one hand through my hair.
I can’t.
I can’t!
“You don’t get it,” I say, pushing past her. “If I stay, I’ll hurt you. I can’t control myself.”
“I’ll help you,” she says, and I know she means it.
But I also know she can’t help me.
Not now.
No one can.
I have to run before all this energy explodes.
Before I wake up and discover another town has been leveled.
I’m a storm, a tornado.
I’m a monster.
And I can’t be tamed.
She reaches her hand out toward me…and I shouldn’t take it.
I shouldn’t.
I turn toward the window.
Then I stop.
Because I have no self-control.
Wind is already rushing around me, raging through my human’s hair, but I don’t care.
I take her hand, sliding one hand behind the small of her back. Pulling her close to me.
And I allow myself this one moment, allow myself to memorize what the heat of her body feels like against mine, to feel the perfect way our bodies fit together as I whisper into her hair, “Keep being wild, my beautiful, amazing human.”
And I kiss her.
Softly, on the forehead.
In a way I thought I’d never kiss a human.
Then I yank open the window and leap out into the dark night beyond.
You
What…just happened?
You stumble dizzily back to your bed, trying to fight the feeling of the world imploding around you.
But it’s no use.
Heavy darkness pulls you under.
