Zachery sighed and slowly stood as Kira freaked out and came back to her senses, though now he wished she had stayed put since she had gotten him wound up.  "I'll explain everything, but please calm down Kira."  He said, shutting and locking the door before anymore of the other werewolves come back as he had already.  He seemed to appear over by the door, losing none of his superhuman speed and agility or strength for that matter, though he would have to get used to doing things the old fashion way as he stood next to the terrified girl a moment later.  "Please, I'm sorry...I'm sorry we had to meet up like this...Kira."  Zachery's voice broke as his golden eyes filled with tears, ashamed and hating himself for losing control.  "I hid myself for a hundred years out in the woods, to avoid doing exactly what I've done, being turned four hundred years ago and loving it then.  I changed...or tried to anyway.  You have no idea what it's like to be a monster, always wanting to either eat, rape, or turn everything that moves.  Eventually I developed a split personality you might say, half of me wanting to give into the animal urges that rock my mind and body from time to time.  The other...is as you see me now, trying to make amends though I know that won't be happening any time soon most likely."