“What once fired my soul, left me in ashes. What once made me feel safe, left me vulnerable.” -Neha M. I tried to fight it with all that I had, but nothing worked. Cynthia, my wolf had gotten out of control. “Cynthia, what are you doing? He doesn’t love us. That’s his way of tormenting us. Stop it!” I tried to reason with her, but she just wouldn’t give back the control. Hence, I tried to seize back the control forcefully. Then, I brought my hands over to my face, and managed to speak, “Let go of me otherwise I’ll call someone for help, and you’ll be in trouble.” Though I uttered sharp words, I was shaking from fear. As I opened my eyes to glance at him, I saw a wide grin on his his face. The smile line o