Franks POV:

I opened my eyes, blinded by whiteness. It took awhile for my eyes to adjust, and for me to realize I was trapped in a metal cage.
I blinked and stood up. My legs wobbled, and I realized I was still weak from whatever drugs they must've sedated me with.
I looked around to realize I was completely alone. I was inside some kind of metal crate, in a random room with a small amount of sunlight seeping through a skylight. There was a door to my left, and I watched someone walk past and open the door to the room adjacent to mine. I directed my ears to the sound of voices.
"The wolf's euthanization is scheduled." I heard a man's voice speak.
"Good. Is it awake? Probably should keep it sedated so its easy to kill."
"I'll be right on it. I'll call Janis to sedate him more."
I panicked. I needed to get the fuck outta here, and fast. I shifted into my human form and looked around at the door. It was made from metal bars, but I could just wiggle my arm through the spaces. I reached my hand out and unlocked the latch to the crate, thanking God silently that I was able to do this.
The door swung open and I jumped down. The sound of the thud echoed through the room and I froze for a moment, hoping no one heard anything.
After a moment, I headed out of the room quickly. I had no idea where I was going. I walked down mazes of hallways, hoping to find a way out without being caught.
Finally, I found a large metal door and I opened it to reveal blinding sunlight. I shut the door, and looked around.
The large building behind me seemed to be some kind of institution. It was enclosed in sturdy wire fencing, which was crowned with barbed wire. No way in, No way out. I sniffed the air, and followed the trail of the personnel. I found a large gate, which was strictly guarded.
How was I supposed to get out of this one?
I headed for the gate, not caring. A man saw me approaching, and turned and looked at me. He waited for me to come closer.
"Sir? May I ask how you got in here?" He asked.
"I'm so sorry for this, I really am." I sighed, and punched him in the face hard, knocking him out.
There were calls from above and I shifted, jumping over the gate.
Bullets whizzed over my head and I ran in a zig-zag motion. I headed down street after street, taking random twists and turns.
I ran for what seemed like hours until I slowed my pace. I was growing tired, and had no idea where I was. I paused at a small allyway and I sniffed around, realizing I was in the middle of nowhere, and dusk was quickly turning to night.
I threw up my head and let out a long, desperate howl. I collapsed to the ground, and realized only then I still had a bullet lodged inside of me still. I whimpered and turned my head, realizing that, while running, I had reopened it, and it was bleeding again. I started to lick the wound when I heard a soft yip.
I lifted my head and a she-wolf approached from the shadows. She had long, silky smooth off-white fur, with glowing blue eyes.
Hello, young one. Her voice echoed in my head. Wolves could talk to each other even when not in packs? I had no idea.
I mean no harm I lowered my head in submission and walked toward her, whining and licking her lower jaw.
I can tell, don't worry. You seem hurt. Come, I can assist you. You're a loner, aren't you?
Yes M'am.
My name is Akina.
Frank. I began to follow her.
She shifted to her human form, and I assumed she wished me to do the same. I did so, and she smiled at me.
"Rare to see any wolves around here in the city. Most of them hate it here. Nowhere to run as a wolf."
I nodded. "I realize that."
"you're new here?"
I shook my head. "been living in the city for almost a year now. I'm homeless."
"Oh, you poor thing. How did you get here?"
"I'd rather not talk about it." I looked down.
She nodded and looked ahead as we walked. "The life of a wolf is rough, and for some, a lonely one. Packs can be great, but its not the life for most wolves."
"I'm guessing you're a loner too?"
She nodded. "I ran away from my pack. I hated the pack life. I hated being a wolf in general, so I chose to move here, where I could live as a human once more."
"you weren't born as a wolf?" I asked.
she shook her head. "No, I wasn't." her eyes glittered with sadness.
"me either." I whispered.
"We're one of the few wolves that have kindness in our hearts. You let the killer get the best of you Frank. But I see you were able to control it to an extent, and I know you have good in you. Thats why I saved you."
"W-what?"
"I'm no fool. I know you're the wolf who killed over 40 people. Everyone knows about you. But what only I know, is that you killed only criminals."
"O-oh."
"I knew you were going to escape that institution. I've been waiting for you." She reached her house and opened the door, gesturing for me to enter.
I walked in and bit my lip. "Why were you so concerned about me?"
She smiled. "Because I'm friends with Bob Byrar."
"Wait-"
"Frank!" Bob came out of nowhere and hugged me tight. "Oh my God, I thought I'd never see you again. "
"I'm so confused." I mumbled.
"Surprise!" Bob giggled. "Come on in the kitchen man, Ray's here and Mikey and-"
"let him see" Alkina cut Bob off and swallowed as I headed into the kitchen. At the table indeed sat Ray and Mikey. My stomach twisted and I gulped.
And Gerard.
Gerard stood up. "Frankie?"
I nodded and bit my lip. "Hi." Was my squeaky response.
"I want to talk to you." He whispers. "Alone."
I nodded. "kay."
He walked down a hallway and up a flight of stairs and I followed quickly. He directed me to a small bedroom and when I walked in he shut the door. I sat on the bed nervously.
Its in moments like these where your heart practically flies out of your chest and runs out, not wanting to face the conversation that was about to ensue.
"Frank," Gerard sighed and sat down on the bed beside me. "Why?"
My mind swirled. He was going to fucking ask me why? After a year, a whole fucking year, I get Why?! I was ready to punch him. I clenched my fist. "Why? why what?! A lot of shit has fucking happened to me, if you've forgotten!" I snapped.
"Why did you go and fucking kill 40 people!?"
"Well let me think, maybe because I'm a wolf. I'm designed to kill, Gerard. You didn't fucking trust me. I told you I didn't betray you! My father told you lies! I was never going to let my pack hurt you, even if it meant losing my own life. I love you so fucking much, I even saved you from drowning, and all I fucking got was punch in the face. I had nowhere to go after that. I had to start over, I was pissed, and the wolf got the best of me. It's not like I killed innocent people, either. They were all fucking criminals, for your information. I let my anger out on them, and I saved quite a few people in the process! Kids from being raped, killed, and worse!"
Gerard stared at me for a moment, in a stunned silence as he took in all of that information. "S-so you're just blaming it all on me, huh? You can't fucking take credit for your own crimes?"
I flashed fangs at him. "Gerard, I've had it with you. You're so fucking self centered, everything's all about you isn't it? Oh no, poor me, my Boyfriend betrayed me! I'm going to sulk for the rest of my life and not talk it out with him, and maybe fucking realize you got me in a huge situation where my dad threatened to kill me if I didn't pretend i was going to betray you. In the end, I didn't. They ambushed you while we weren't expecting it!" I started to cry as I stared at Gerard.
Gerard shook his head, wiping tears. "No..."
"Oh fuck yes. I tried to fucking talk to you and you just punched me." I stood up.
"Frank...I.."
"I'm done. Good-bye Gerard." I walked out and slammed the door shut, and felt my heart shatter into pieces as I headed back down the stairs.