Guilty

Thalia felt her teeth clattering, she couldn’t believe what she had just done. She killed someone, sure the shifter hunter and that jackal who was accompanying him did barge into their lodge, ruined the canvases on which she has been working for so long but that was not a justified reason for her reaction. She killed that human and she might have done the same to that jackal shifter who helped that hunter intrude in their territory if she got her hands on him, what the hell was wrong with her? She trembled and choked on a sob as goosebumps broke all over her arms when she sensed the sticky and gooey blood seep through her clothes, it was so horrifying - she was so horrifying. 

She couldn’t remember what she was doing and how she even reached there but there was one thing that she could remember - she enjoyed it. She was enjoying the terror in the eyes of that human, the scent of his blood that was clogging the air was freaking addictive, she had clawed him ag