Cry For Help - Liam&Scott
Thursday July 16th, 2015. 9:30pm.
He couldn’t really keep track of time very well, and the werewolf was beginning to feel weaker regardless of the lack of the constant electricity. It seemed like it had been a long time since the hunter had walked out and Liam didn’t think he was going to come back- and he had the feeling that it was now or never. Shifting a little reminded him of the knife in his abdomen and taking in a deep breath didn’t help, but it was necessary.
Liam’s eyes flared as he howled, but even the level seven shock that coursed through him as he did couldn’t soften the sound of desperation that tore from his throat. The sound died out and his eyes faded and fortunately so did the electricity racing through him, although everything ached a little more now. He hoped Scott heard, that his Alpha got here quickly. The boy had no idea about everything going on in his absence. Of course the realisation that Keith had left him with the collar latched around his neck and evidently programmed to do certain things also was sinking in. He was sure it could be dealt with, so it was the smaller problem at that moment.
