Aaron's POV
"Let her go! Damn it! You can't hurt her. She's my mate!" I roared madly, trying to regain control of my body, but my wolf, with his dark side, was stronger than me. He controlled my body and kept chasing after Beth.
"Run! Run!" I saw Beth's back, which was injured by "me". I could only watch helplessly as all of this happened, and the feeling of powerlessness made me want to die. Bastard! Asshole! I kept cursing at my wolf, wanting him to give me my body back, but it didn't change anything at all.
Beth ran away, and she never returned to the pack house again. I had no idea where she could go. I prayed that she could find a safe place to stay. I never stopped fighting for control of my body, awake or asleep. I was so close every time, yet each of my attempts failed eventually. Damn it! No matter how many times I tried, my body was still in my wolf's hand.
I could only watch as my wolf did many despicable things with my body.