I returned not to Damien's office, but to my room first.
Burning dickheads alive is fun and I mastered it well, but there is still the fact that I return home smelling of burnt flesh and covered in blood and ash.
On the outside, I looked like a normal person, but under the charms I was sweaty and stinky. I also felt disgusting just because those osholes had me knocked out for over an hour and the thought of that made me feel sick.
The thing they used to knock me out was meant for a full-grown wolf, but as I am only a part wolf it messes with me more then it would a wolf. I felt little disturbances in the flow of my power and my body itself felt like it was under a lot. I felt nausea and I had one hell of a headache, so in short - I felt like s**t.
I lost the charm and ripped off the
