Beast

Chapter 43 - Beast

Thomas

For twelve years, I endured the dark. I took the torment, the feeling of constantly being on edge, stuck between man and beast. For twelve years, I was an obedient pet. I contemplated ending it all on more than one occasion. But for some reason, my wolf would stop me when I tried to end it.

Despite the torment and cruel punishment those bastards inflicted on me, my wolf forced me to hold on. Maybe it was because he knew one day we would be free. Or perhaps it was because fate really did exist, and it brought me the last piece of my past back to me fifteen years after I thought everyone I loved was gone.

But as I wrapped Colette in my arms and squeezed her tight enough to ensure she was real, I did not care how or why I survived all those years of hell. But instead, I started to ask myself why I had never tried harder to find her. I believed the fuckers, who kidnapped me and wanted to groom me into their perfect weapon. When they told me that my entire family