Sunbeam Lair Arts and crafts, but with a body

He wasn't scared of her in the slightest, he was scared of himself. He didn't want to hurt her. He was fighting the voices for her safety, if only she knew. She backed up, creating the illusion she was truly leaving him alone, but no one listened to his orders- ever. What happened with respect? Privacy? Did that not count for him anymore? He wouldn't allow her close, wouldn't allow anyone close. Leave me the fuck alone! He scowled, eyes burning with the fire of the voices that fueled his every move.

She was naive if she thought pack member couldn't hurt each other. It was lies she was feeding on, and she needed to get her head out of her ass. Well, that was what the voices thought. Oh, how Jolon wished to be in control, to say everything was fine. You'd help yourself by going! He growled, the stinging of his wound bringing tears to his eyes, but he blinked them away.