Dragging myself from my depression seemed tougher than expected. I spent 2 weeks as my panther and I would run alongside Cameron in his dragon form. You can't be depressed in your animal form. Nights were getting cooler and shorter as fall was in full swing. I had to contact my informant near my mate. Camilla was his best friend before we staged her suicide and pulled her into our team. She gave us intel on Talon so we knew what we were dealing with. She told us of how he was bullied in school because he had to steal food and ended up getting expelled for making weapons on top of stealing food for his starved body. After that his "mother" tried to homeschool him giving up because her alcohol was more important than Talon's education. He has been locked up in his room only to be let out rarely to use the restroom and on occasion to eat food designed for a toddler. We also got word that his brother had been trading sex for food to Talon using Talon as a fuck doll for his brother's perverted use. I knew I could kill them but it wasn't an option. I had planned ways to slowly torture his mother and brother which included anal hooks and barbed wire. My mind went on to plan bleeding them slowly while I fed Talon real food without anything being asked of him for it. I was becoming more and more irrational and evil in my thoughts so I knew I had to leave them behind. My mate deserved vengeance but it wasn't for me to give. That would be left for later. Much later.
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I finally finished sulking so I changed back to my human walking on wobbly legs seeing as I haven't been human for weeks. I shivered in the cool October air finding some clothes to put on. I laughed to myself as I dressed. "You got to put your big girl panties on" came into my head from my mother. I knew I did and I did. Never to return to such a down hill slope.