The Beast - Part 16

Beast

That fucker will not give up, will he? I barely stopped myself from ripping Dan to pieces. But doing that would mean that I’m no better than the people working for HIM.

I stay with Puppy, his nearness is the only thing that stops me from going back there and give into my inner monster. After all, I’m called Beast for a reason. Puppy seems to know exactly what I need because he takes me to the house and leaves me in the bedroom, getting next to me on the bed, snuggling his big head into my body.

We stay like this for hours, at some point I even fall asleep in Puppy’s embrace. He is still there when I wake up.

It’s nice.

Being with him is nice.

But there is still that nagging feeling in the back of my head that the whole situation with the guards is just the beginning of something bigger. HE will come back. And I’m not ready. My leg is broken and my previous actions in the prison, or whatever is was, only worsened the pain.

I look down to Puppy to see him still snuggled deep into