Whatever! [Liam snaps out the word, jaw tight, but the recoil sends shame licking hotly up his neck. He looks past the boy, avoiding eye contact.]
It doesn't matter, since you're fine. That's good. [I want to think it's not, I want to make him not fine by slamming my fist into his face and licking blood off his knuckles--
Clenching hands, claws digging into the flesh of his palms. The supermoon's effects are lingering, pulling on his his already-shaky chain. No. He will not unleash on a human, on someone who probably doesn't even know.
Losing it hadn't saved Hayden. He had to stay in check.]
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It doesn't matter, since you're fine. That's good. [I want to think it's not, I want to make him not fine by slamming my fist into his face and licking blood off his knuckles--
Clenching hands, claws digging into the flesh of his palms. The supermoon's effects are lingering, pulling on his his already-shaky chain. No. He will not unleash on a human, on someone who probably doesn't even know.
Losing it hadn't saved Hayden. He had to stay in check.]