Aria’s POV
I pace around in the basement, my mind reeling, anger consuming every cell in my body. My skin warming, getting hotter and hotter as my rage reaches boiling point. My claws extend, ripping my nails from my fingers painfully. My fangs push through my gums slowly tearing until they a through. I can taste the metallic of my own blood filling my mouth. I was losing control, a control I never really realised I never had control of in the first place. My entire body felt heightened, my senses overloaded. The light hanging from the ceiling becoming unbearable as it burned my eyes. I jump up trying to grab the bulb. Only instead of grabbing the bulb, I rip the entire light fixture from the roof.
The metal hitting the concrete floor clanging loudly. The cell was plunged into darkness
