Some more of the book...

I had taken off my shoes a couple miles back because the mud had started to cake on them making my feet heavy. Not heavy enough to make a difference in my speed but enough to bother me. Taking them off was a good call though, I was able to be lighter on my feet and sneak up on my prey. I came in from the south towards the clearing because I could tell the wind was blowing from the north and I didn’t want to give away my presence. I had tracked him before and he knew my scent but I had the upper hand this time. His confidant had cracked, spilling the beans as to where he would be for the next couple of weeks. It's funny how breaking your femurs loosens your tongue.

I crouched, examining my target from behind the trunk of a pine tree. The smell of the bark and needles started pulling my mind away to times when I had been off with my family enjoying the outdoors without a care in the world. We would sit and laugh and tell ghost stories and other tales of the supernatural while our marshmallows burned in the fire. Ignorance truly is bliss because as soon as this new world was revealed from the mist that blinded me, I had lost my life, my love, my wife. Rage like a hammer on a pane of glass shattered those memories and brought me back to reality. It coursed through my veins and I was reminded of the first time my strength revealed itself. I closed my eyes and saw the blood flowing through my veins. Each beat of my heart seemed to force the veins to grow in diameter so more anger could pass through. The muscles in my arms and legs tingled with the familiar sensation that they were adapting to the new strength flowing through them, waiting on pins and needles to demolish whatever stood in my way.

I had no desire to try and focus my anger this time. I welcomed the hate, let it fill my body from head to toe. I opened my eyes slowly, feeling the rage making me stronger. I stepped around the side of the tree and exploded into the clearing. Judging from the beast’s expression I knew that I had caught him by surprise. The world around me seemed to stop with time as I sped towards my target. He hadn’t even had time to “shift” before I was on top of him. When I was about 50 feet away I leaped at him, lunging with all the power I had directly into his chest. I slammed into him with the force of a semi truck hitting the broadside of a compact car. Hearing the sound of his ribs crack was music to my ears, a symphony of cracking bones made an sinister smile creep across my face. He crumpled under my attack and fell to the ground with me on top of him.