*Pryce Winsley's POV*
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Extreme panic rushed through my whole body, seeing my mate lost consciousness while my right claws held her neck, and I quickly let her go.
"What have I done? No, no, no! Blair? Hey! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean..." I cried, stepping away from her, and I tried to look at myself and saw that I am this... No, I am in this ruthless monster's body, trapped.
I knelt and crawled near her to check if she was alright, but clearly, she wasn't. I have never felt so much fear in my whole life before, knowing that she's nowhere near being okay.
Did I... Did I just... Kill her? Please, no! I can never forgive myself if something bad happens to her.
Why is this happening? Why the hell did I do this unforgivable thing to her? I truly am a monster. 
"Blair? Open your eyes, please. Please tell me that you are just kidding, lying unconscious there. Wake up, My Love. Please. I don't like any of this. I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't know. I wasn't aware. Please. I'm so sorry. Open your eyes." I kept begging her, hopelessly desperate, while I felt something wet drop onto her cold hands that I have been holding gently. Tears. I'm shedding tears. But what have I done to her? I'm the worst person who ever existed. I'm a nightmare!
Now, these claws retracted? Why now only, huh? What did this beast do while I wasn't aware of anything? Why was I out of the cage? I thought those silver rails could kill me if I persisted in going out of there? Why are we here? What made this part of me hurt someone so important to me? This is not what I wanted. None of this! 
"This is a curse, or what? Is this the price I need to pay to be this monster? I never asked to be like this! I was fine living a normal life with her! Why do you have to do this? I never wanted to have this power! Why did you choose me? Why does it have to be me, huh? F*ck this life!" I cursed everything and tried to control myself from being angrier. 
I am the one to blame, but I am not aware of anything. But I clearly told her to stay away from me for the rest of this night while I still wasn't in control of this part of me. She really is so damn stubborn as always. It sure will be a reason why she will die.
I brought my right hand-like paw to her left cheek as I felt too much remorse, and my gaze fell onto her badly wounded neck and left shoulder.
Why aren't they healing? Does this mean something awful? Please, not. I can never accept it.
If I could just turn back time and be more knowledgeable about this destiny that I have—a curse is what I'm calling it, this could not have happened to her.
I looked up at the sky beyond the canopy of the tall trees above us, and I noticed the sky getting darker as the blood moon was covered with dark clouds. 
It's going to rain soon—an unusual and sudden rain. Hmm, Cassie.
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I stared at my senseless mate, tears kept flowing out of my eyes, and I felt raindrops begin falling onto us.
A heavy sigh escaped my mouth, and I tried to clear out my mind. I need to think of something valuable in our situation right now, most importantly, for Blair. No, I am not going to accept that she is dead. Never! 
She has been undead for so long, so basically, she is cold whenever she's in her vampire form, and so am I.
And I don't believe she will die. Blair, the Northern Witch and Vampire Princess, dies? Pfft. Impossible! Good bad girls don't die—no way in hell.
When the rain began to fall harder, I decided to carry her in my arms, carefully, to bring her into a safe place. But all I know is if I am around... Nothing and nowhere is safe. I can't go to the camp, either back to our house, or else I could destroy and hurt people if I lose my control again. I can't risk things. And I cannot bring her to a hospital, moreover. 
Then what should I do? What do I do to save her? She can't stay like this for long. I can't wait thirty years for her to be back to me, alive. But I know it won't work that way. It shouldn't.
And why the heck can't I change back to my human form? My vampire form? There's no moonlight anymore. Why? I seemed to be in control of this version of me now. How long will I be in this form?
When I heard some commotion at a near bush on my right while I was carrying my mate in my arms and contemplating what to do next, I waited for something to show itself.
It's something like a snake eating something. And with what I am hearing, it's a rat.
Now, I wonder what the things I have eaten earlier are? Hopefully, no humans. That would be the worst thing I could ever do. But what have I done to my mate? I have torn her flesh, and it's a nightmare. I wish none of this were true and happening in reality. I can't forgive myself. I want to wake up tomorrow, and everything will be just as it used to be—us, being happy.
Right now, her blood surely tastes so good, but it never crossed my mind to be tempted as my guilt and fear overpower this hungry, vicious beast in me. Blood. Yes, I need blood being a vampire. And... She... Is a vampire. 
"F*ck! How dumb am I?" I cursed as I had just remembered something brilliant.
I put Blair on the ground near a huge tree trunk, and there are enough large leaves above to cover us from rain. I might need to build a shelter for us to get through the night out here.
When I had finally cleared out my messed up mind and sorrowful feeling, I looked at my furry left arm and protracted my index finger's claw. I brought my long, sharp claw to my right palm and cut it so blood would flow out. She needs blood more than anything in her situation right now. And I am hopeful that this will work and make her feel better.
I kept cutting my own flesh again and again as the wound healed quickly, and I let my blood drop in her mouth so she could take up all she needed. Even if I give her everything and even my life just to keep her alive, I will do it without a second thought.
A sigh of relief escaped my mouth when I noticed her wounds were slowly healing, and I couldn't be happier that I could hear her heartbeat now getting louder. This is great news. And I wish she could wake up soon.
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After I had gathered a few pieces of sticks and large leaves of shrubs for the roof of our shelter, I began building it to keep my mate dry. This would also help us be away from the sight of wild animals, and if ever they try to disturb us, I will never think twice to... End them.
When I saw my girl lying on the ground, I felt the urge to hold her to keep her warm. But I am afraid that if I get closer to her and lose all my sh*t again, I don't know if I could hurt her or not. She's not safe with me, yet I don't want to be away from her while she's like this. I want to hold her and hug her while we sleep. Can we? Is there any way for me to protect her from me? 
I should leave her alone, right? I should stay away from her, not unless I have the power and ability to shift back to my human form. And I guess that's the only thing I need to do at this moment. Still, I can't let wild animals touch and harm her. What the hell should I do then?
I sat down near her and kept thinking of the best thing to do for everyone. If I leave her, no one will protect her from animals. But if I stay, I don't know if I could stay in this consciousness and not be overshadowed by that beast part of me; I could be worse than the wild animals around here, though. I better leave, or not. Damnit! Think properly and wisely, Pryce!
Stay. Yep. I will stay... Away. That's final.
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When all had been decided, I began walking away from my unconscious mate but not leaving my sight of her and sensing her aura. In this way, I could feel any danger coming near her, and I would quickly get back to her.
I kept walking and observing my surroundings and noticed that this place seemed to be free from any human activities that could damage nature. All appears to be like a paradise.
I halted when I heard something like water flowing, and I dashed towards the source of the sound after I had confirmed that it was a stream.
I gasped in awe when I saw the magnificent view before me. I can see it clearly even in the dark because of my night vision. Then I took a drink of the cold water and felt refreshed.
I wonder what this place would look like if there were sunlight getting through the gaps of the leaves above. I bet this would be all magical. And I really want Blair to see this, too.
Thinking about Blair, I closed my eyes and concentrated on feeling her aura more clear. 
When I opened my eyes, they widened in shock that I found myself standing where my mate was.
"Oh, my gosh! How in the... world did I get here?" I let out in surprise, and I gulped and looked around me to see that I really was where I left her earlier.
What does this mean? Did I just... Teleport? Odd.
Oh, maybe that is why I had escaped the cage!
Now, this makes more sense to me. But how? I am in my werewolf form, and at the same time, a vampire? This is getting more interesting. I need to make a study for this. It indeed wasn't written in any books and taught at school. Well, why would I even wonder if I am the first tribrid? I am thinking that my human part is mediating these supernatural bloods in me. Isn't it incredible?
I finally took the courage to touch my girl's tiny hands in my big ones, and a smile formed on my lips while I stared at her gorgeous face.
I know she went after me when I escaped so she could keep me away from everyone else. She is such a crazy girl. She never minded if she could be safe or not, just to keep everyone safe. This is my girl. And she is always this extraordinarily brave one. I couldn't be more proud of her.
Moments passed, and I could feel my sleepiness kicking in while fog had been crawling around us. Then I decided to lie down beside Blair, and slowly, I put her in my embrace to keep her warm through this cold, moist night.
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I heard a groan and some slight movements, which made me wake up, but I didn't open my eyes. 
I felt a very familiar aura from the girl who was about to wake up while lying on my chest, and her scent became sharper. I swear I missed it so much more than anything.
"Holifudge!" I heard her curse in surprise and quickly got out of my hold through teleporting. 
I opened first my left eye and followed by the other one, and I saw how the startled hybrid looked at me in terror. Do I really look that ugly in this form?
I moved to get up but paused when she had created fireballs on both hands, ready to attack me. Well, I can't blame her, though.
"Who are you?" She asked and kept an intense stare at me.
We need to talk. Do werewolves talk with human language? Yes, we do. I heard Alison speak with a very deep growly voice while she's in her beast form, but she cannot talk while she's in her regular wolf form. And that simply means me, too.
"Pryce. It's me. Pryce." I answered and tried to walk closer to her, but she kept her attacking position, and I heard her gulp.
"Who is Pryce?" She asked and stepped back from me, and I wondered what she meant by that.
"I am Pryce," I replied and looked at her in confusion when she looked back at me with the same face. She's not messing up with me, is she?
"Yeah. But who is Pryce? Who are you?" She argued and sounded so serious, and I don't think she forgot who I was. Can't she recognize me?
No, she can't. What happened to her?