Barely Breathing

(Third person pov)

The transformation was beginning again, but Xyrus was fighting it all to stop the process. The beastly nature of his wolf should not unfold tonight, he thought, not in front of his Willow when his wolf's target is the same girl he had loved through the years.

Willow scooted away, witnessing again an internal battle between a wolf and a man. He was in deep pain. Fur visible on his arms yet he was still on his human form. He looked at her. His red eyes were full of agony meeting her moss green pair. As if he was telling him to turn away and not see him like this.

Her mouth gawked open and she was frozen to the spot in shock, only now realizing that he has the eyes of blood. His wolf does. Fragments of every clue fell into place like a puzzle.

The mark...the Blood Moon Pack…red fur wolf…with red eyes.

She had read about it in books. An ancient blood wolf, born with red blood eyes. It is a curse.

There must be a reason why Xyrus does not always shift into his wolf. He is quite famous and feared even among alphas for his unmatched strength and cunning ways. He never loses a battle with anyone, proof of it was at the mate hunt. His beast is a nightmare that if released fully will bring chaos and destruction.

She now realized why he did not shift at the Mate Hunt. Xyrus likes her but his wolf doesn't. Sky is a beast that does not favor anyone.

a sea-blue like Xyrus human form, but not today. Getting your wolf’s true eyes means the human spirit loses control over the

the first time in his life, his heart skipped a beat at the sight of fear from her eyes. He felt his

clutching the ground of snow surrounding him. He coughed

gaze turned to his outstretched hand where two claws popped out already

The fear in her eyes was killing him. Yet enough to give him more strength to control his wolf. With a loud cry, he tried again to overthrow his wolf. Fur slowly disappearing, claws and canines

the physical pain he felt replaced into something more unbearing when he didn't saw her where she was

the ache in the body is nothing compares

had left him... There in the cold... On his

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(Willow’s pov)

want me.’ For some unknown reasons I couldn't decipher, an ache in my heart wouldn't go away, making my breathing rigid

transformation was happening again, an internal battle renewed what was supposed to end a while ago. Xyrus was struggling to stay in his human form, to keep his beast away

thoughts were to run far away from him. But seeing him suffering made me rethink if I can leave the alpha like

ground of snow surrounding him. He coughed blood and tried to reach one hand towards me. Two claws already popped