A Glimpse of Fate

Dorian

The scalding water beats down on my broad shoulders, washing away the sweat, the grime, and the heavy tension that has been coiling in my muscles all day. I stand under the showerhead for a long time, letting the steam fill the small bathroom until it grows thick and suffocating. My Lycan beast paces restlessly just beneath the surface of my skin. Every time I close my eyes, I see Cleo. I