ALONE
He told them that it didn't matter, that it didn't hurt.
He lied.
He was fine physically, the transition was successful after all, but…
He was a werewolf.
And now, he's a vampire too.
The smell of blood was overwhelming, and he lusted for it.
It was insatiable.
The need, the oh so small need to tear Caroline and Damon and Stefan and Klaus' flesh apart, to rip their limbs from their bodies and watch the blood flow across the ground like a river was growing, and growing and…
He loved Caroline.
God, he loved her so much…
But how long could he be around her? How long until he snapped?
He was alone at first, and then Caroline came along and held his hand and made everything better, made him feel whole.
And now…
Now, he's alone again, like he always had been, and always will be.