Janet woke up in a cold sweat, the image of her wolf killing the rogue before her receeding into the dark corners of her mind. The nightmare began to slip away from her mind to be replaced by revulsion over what her wolf had done. She shivered, pulling the blankets up to her and looking around uncomfortably. Her human counterpart was in direct conflict with her wolf over this. Because while her wolf instincts showed zero remorse over the kill, Janet couldn’t help but feel guilty. Guilty she’d taken a life. And if she’d had a bit more control over her wolf, she probably wouldn’t have been the cause of this rogue's death. He’d have passed out from her attack ….but he’d be alive. Her wolf snarled inside her head, clearly emanating feelings of displeasure. Wolves couldn’t talk to their human c
