Groggily, I opened my eyes to see the ceiling of a room. I turned my head to the side, seeing books and papers strewn on a desk. Shockingly enough, I was in my old bedroom. I noticed my cuts were all covered, and it wasn't Master's usually sloppy job, so it's safe to assume he didn't help me...

I groaned as I sat up, the scratchy gauze rubbing against the cuts on my arms, and the large gash on my back. I brought a hand to my head and winced, the bright light making me slightly dizzy.

I blinked a few times, looking around the room, standing up shakily. Noticing for the first time that Brad was sitting in a chair, hunched over writing in the notebook. I stumbled over, tapping his shoulder lightly, "B- Brad..?"

"Oh, you're awake." He turned to look at me, putting the notebook down. "How are you feeling?"

"Uhm... F- fine... what happened?"

"Your idiot of a Master tried to kill you."

"D- Did I do something wrong?"

"No, of course not. He wanted to kill you so he could start a new experiment with a new specimen."

"O- Oh..."

Brad shook his head, "But I can't let that happen, I need you around for a little while longer."

I winced, stepping back from him, "Y- you, you wish t- to test something... o- or... N- no... Please, no..."

He got to his feet and walked toward me. I inched back, nearly shaking with fear. Brad spoke quietly, "I'm not going to do anything. Relax. I just meant that I wanted to see how all of this played out."

"What do you mean..?"

"I have a feeling that all of this will turn around. Karma is going to get your Master."

I looked up at him, confused, "Karma... who is that..?"

He chuckled lightly, "No, no, not a person. Karma is like... a vibe. If you do something good for someone else, something good will happen to you. But if you do something bad, something bad will happen to you."

My ears folded back, I felt like a total idiot... "Oh... Did Karma get me? I must have done something very, very bad for this to happen..."

He shook his head, "Karma can't get to everyone. But when it's alerted, it'll go right to work on setting things right."

"It... knew when... when Is' died?"

He nodded. "Do you understand, now?"

"I think so..." I looked at the ground. "I'm sorry..."

He sounded puzzled, "What for?"

"Y- you taught me... and you are a superior. Superiors never teach those under them. Especially not slaves..."

"Ah, but I'm not. Vincent is your Superior."

"I suppose... Uhm... Sir? How long was I out of work?"

"A day or two."

I started to panic, "Oh n- no! Master will be angry! I- I must go!" I started walking to the room's door.

"Wait, no, there's a full moon!"

I paused, "Th- then I must go down to the labs if I cannot do my chores..."

"You know that the light could hit you, even in the halls. Don't risk it. Stay here, I'll go downstairs."

"N- no, no. If I stay here... he- he will be mad. Mad that I took your room... I must leave..."

"Don't you think he'll be equally upset if you revert to your full wolf form and disobey a superior?"

"No... more angry..."

Brad crossed his arms over his chest, "So, what do you do if I tell you to stay here?"

"O- obey, Sir."

"Good. I will be down in the living room."

"You sure... Sir?"

"I'm sure."

I gasped, quickly sitting up, claws digging into the wooden floor. I had slept on the floor, in the corner of the room, still felt bad for making Brad leave his own room. Footsteps rang out in the hallway outside the room.

Master knocked on the door, making me jump slightly. He knocked again and I silently thanked whoever was looking down at me that I had locked the door. "Bradley, are you there?"

I faintly heard Brad calling from downstairs, "I'm in the kitchen, Vincent."

Master hummed thoughtfully, he turned and walked down the staircase, boots thumping on the wood. I creaked the door open and stuck my head out, watching Master disappear down the staircase. I walked out of the room a little to hear Master and Brad better.

"Why is your door locked."

There was a pause before Brad spoke, "Yes, my room was messy from being in there for so long, studying. I had the wolf clean it."

"That is not a valid reason for the door to be locked"

"Maybe she locked it."

"Yes... Maybe..."

I quickly walked down the stairs, walking into the kitchen. I didn't bother to look at Master, instead I turned to Brad, "It's clean, Sir."

He nodded his head, taking a drink from a smoking mug, "Yes, thank you."

Master snarled, "Go do the chores that you missed."

"Yes, Sir." I turned on my heel and walked out the door.

Winter is coming soon, it's getting colder by the day. Leaves layer the on the ground, crunching under my feet. I don't know if I'll last through another winter... I need to get to the barn though, at least that place is warm. It's so cold right now, I can see my breath. Ugh.

Rushing into the barn and closing the door behind me, I let out a sigh of relief. Walking to a small trunk, I got out three blankets for the our same number of horses. Putting the blankets on their backs, I got fresh feed and water for them.

I walked to the big stallion, he was by far my favorite. The markings on his nose were so different.

I mumbled softly, "At least he treats you right, huh?"

He turned his head to peer at me from one eye, and he seemed to nod his head.

"Good. 'cause if he hurt you, I'd..." I trailed off, letting out a short gasp when I saw Master's reflection in the horse's eye.

I quickly turned around, "S- Sir! I was just about to go cut firewood, Sir."

Master clenched his jaw, and growled, "There is no need to do that."

"Why is that, Sir?"

"Bradley alerted me that it may be poor for your health..." He lowered his voice, "And my experiment..."

I nodded slowly, "Yes, Sir."

He smirked, turning around to walk out, "Come back to the house after you finish up, here, dog."

"Yes, Sir."