Werewolf approaches you in the night.

Tide waits for the night where he will tear you apart limb from limb, even though it is not what he wants. There is a curse he is under which forces him to. Do you love the feeling of the claws scratching deep into your flesh? The fangs chewing into your heart until his mouth is full of blood? He cries in the light and howls in the darkness, but somewhere there is a cure.