Free Story #12 - Foretold (Chapter 2)

No sex this time, sorry guys!

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After I had admired my past, a deep rumble echoed in my stomach. I suddenly remembered that we hadn't gone shopping at all in the last week. And what with all the members of Jenna's pack round every night and our own needs, it was definitely time to restock.

Jenna's pack had grown to twice its size in the last few weeks. They were all mostly newly transformed duals, one of them had only transformed on the night I met Doug.

So now her pack comprised of herself, Doug, Stephen (Campbell's son), Willow, Andrew and Kari. Willow was about thirty years old with deep black hair that was tinted blue. She was fairly timid but her and Jenna seemed to be friends from a long time ago so as long as her and Jenna were together, she was calm.
Andrew was in his late twenties and fit as a fiddle.

His red hair always was tied back into a ponytail albeit when transformed and his emerald eyes were second only to Doug's. Finally Kari was blond, in her late teens and full of spunk. They were all nice people but somehow me and Andrew didn't seem to gel quite as well as the others did. Maybe it was the fact he too was gay and more than willing to flirt with anyone.

My thoughts trailed from my hunger and Zoe's pack to my own transformation later tonight. If it had been possible for me to forget what Campbell had said to me, I would probably have chosen not to.

The transformation was going to be painful. But at least having something to compare it to gave me some kind of assurance. Especially as most modern media interprets the transformation as something to be feared and looked upon with disgust.

Another rumble told me now was not the time for contemplation. When I went back in the living room, Doug wasn't there but after looking around, I saw a note was clasped to the fridge.

Hey babe
Me and the pack have gone for a hunt before tonight. Love you.
Doug

It was actually a relief to be alone for a change, seeing as how every moment was either spent with supernaturals or people who needed me to serve them food or drink. After making a quick list, I ran out the door and to my car. I arrived at the supermarket within five minutes and started to go round the aisles.
When I got to the dairy aisle, someone had spilt some milk so I tried to dodge it by going left. Unfortunately I hit another trolley and some of the items fell on the floor. Thankfully there was nothing breakable. I picked up all of the stray items and gave them back to the owner.

"I'm so sorry" I said.

"No problem" A familiar voice replied.

Jumping about three feet in the air, I looked up to see my friend Glenn. I blushed then smiled as wide as I could.

"Glenn?" I asked him.

"The only and only" He replied.

There was a pause for a minute while I got my sense of control back. He always gave me quite a shock at least these days. Due to the fact that he wasn't exactly human. He was an Adonis. A man who exuded sexual perfection in both looks and personality. He had been born what he was and so over time had got used to the fact.

The only downside was, if he fell in love with someone who wasn't supernatural and kissed them, they would be transformed into physical perfect themselves. They wouldn't become an Adonis like him, but they would become physically and sexually perfect. Because of this, it was very hard for him to form relationships with normal people.

In fact it was thanks to Glenn that I found out about the supernatural. Because his ex-boyfriend had shown up right before we were about to kiss. Worse luck. Anyway, he had been a human and was screaming about him being cursed, some kind of Adonis or something. And when I had questioned him, I had seen he was right.

I was scared beyond belief that Glenn wasn't human so I ran away from him. That night, Markus appeared and he explained everything. The next day, I went to Glenn and apologised for the way I acted. Since then, we had stayed good friends. Because a relationship based on looks was something neither of us wanted.

"How you doing?" I asked him.

"Not too bad. Dating a vampire at the moment" He replied.

"Bit exotic for you isn't it?" I joked.

"Not really, I've had worse" He laughed.

That was certainly true. He had admitted his ex-boyfriend had only been interested in looks. In fact Glenn had met a lot of people in the fifteen hundred years he had lived. Immortality was highly common among the supernatural I noticed. I was now among their ranks. For better or worse.

"Anyone I know?" I asked.

"Don't think so. He's a new one" Glenn explained.

"Blood transfusion accident?" I asked. Shuddering at the thought because of what happened to Gordy.

"No, bitten. The guy who did was destroyed"

"Ouch"

"Yeah, but the guy raped him first" Glenn said with no air of sympathy in his voice.

"Deserved everything he got then" I replied.

Just then, the vampire in question walked behind him and gave him a kiss. Glenn returned it and for a second they were lost in each other's company. Once it was over, I got a good look at him. And did a double take almost immediately.

It was Doug's former companion, Kevin.

Admittedly, he looked a bit paler than the last time we had met but it was him alright. I realised that Glenn didn't know I knew him. In fact he didn't even know so I decided to act like I hadn't met him. Which in truth, I hadn't.

"Taylor, this is Kevin" Glenn said.

Kevin smiled. His teeth were pearl white just as I had expected.

"Nice to meet you" he spoke.

His voice had a lisp. Probably due to the fact his front fangs had changed shape like most vampires I knew. The only one who I knew closely ran a small pawn shop at the end of the high street. He was a nice guy, but he had a tendency to get overexcited if you came into the shop with a visible cut or scratch.
"Likewise" I said almost at once.

After a few seconds of tense silence, Glenn coughed.

"We'd best be off. Great to see you again" he said.

"Yeah. We'll have to get together sometime"

Glenn and Kevin nodded with respect and left. As they did I couldn't resist turning round and looking at Glenn's perfect physique. Think a young Hugh Jackman mixed with the guy that plays Connor in Primeval. Oh the things I would have done. I met no-one else on my shopping trip and after using the self-scan terminal to pay, I took the bags to my car.

While I was placing them in the boot, I heard a familiar whistling noise coming from behind me.

"Good to see you're so relaxed" I laughed.

It was Stephen. He was dressed in his usual casual clothes and was arm in arm with Kari. The two seemed to be very comfortable together recently and if they weren't careful, a patter of tiny paws may have ensued. But that was not something that any of us wanted to imagine, at least right now.

"Well after the first time, it's really simple" he laughed.

Kari shoved her elbow into his side and he growled slightly at her. She gently licked his face and he was instantly calm. In some ways, I couldn't wait till I could do that. But controlling it in certain company would obviously require a certain amount of restraint.

I bet you are imagining the licks were-animals give each other as all over the face. Well that's only during private moments. If you get my meaning. For simple affection, it's like a gentle brush for a split second. The first few times it creeped me out but now, it doesn't phase me in the least.

"Need a lift?" I asked the two 'lovers'.

"Only if you don't mind" Kari said. Her voice was very similar to Keeley Hawes. Also known to some as the voice of Lara Croft. I shook my head in approval so after a few seconds, we were seated and belted into the car. A few minutes later, I pulled into the driveway outside the house where Campbell and Stephen called home. My two passengers vacated the vehicle and walked up the gravel drive.

"Cheers for the lift" Stephen shouted.

"No problem" I answered and continued driving till I reached home.

When I got through the front door, Zoe was sat on the sofa. Arc was in his cat form spread out on the chair. I rolled my eyes and went to grab a drink from the fridge. After grabbing a can of Cherry Tango, I opened it with a flick of my wrist. I dropped the can in shock as red smoke poured out of the top and formed into a man.

"Colin?" I said.

"Sorry bout that, Marina kicked me out so I needed sometime to stay" the familiar red genie explained.

"In a can of Cherry Tango?" I asked.

"It was either that or the mayonnaise"

"That's not mayo"

Colin looked in the fridge and shivered.

"Cream cheese" I assured him.

Colin breathed a sigh of relief. Which was a big sigh considering his size. I went to the cupboard and got out a small empty bottle of aftershave. It was lucky Doug never threw anything out.

"Think you could live in here?" I asked.

He examined the object for a minute then nodded. He looked at the empty can in my hand and clicked his fingers. A new can of Cherry Tango appeared in my hand ready to drink. I opened the can and no genie emerged from it this time.

"Nothing abnormal in anything else in your fridge" he assured me.

He clapped his hands together and became red smoke once again. He poured himself into the aftershave bottle and a stopper appeared in it. The bottle flashed and it was gone. I drunk the Tango with relief then sat down next to Zoe on the sofa. It was three o'clock. Only four hours till I would transform for the first time.

And as I closed my eyes for a second, I hoped for my sake, I was ready.

I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew, the alarm on my phone went off. Waking up, I sat up and turned it off. Standing on the other side of the room were all of Jenna's pack. After a few seconds, Jenna noticed that I was awake and walked over to help me to my feet.

"How long was I out?" I asked her.

"About three and a half hours" she answered.

That meant it was half past six. I suddenly remembered it was only half an hour before I first transformed. The itching had intensified slightly and my body temperature had definitely risen. It wasn't uncomfortable but it was noticeable. I had also noticed that my already increased sense of smell had grown stronger meaning I could pick up the smell of the rubbish bins outside as well as every smell in the room.

The front door opened and Campbell walked in. He was with his two most trusted allies, Drake and Hax. The two were dressed in leather biker gear in the same style as Campbell but they were appropriately underdressed to show that they were not highly ranked.

Hax was the larger of the two and seemed to be slightly too adoring of his alpha. Every now and again he would look at him with the kind of adoration a child would give to a favourite toy. Drake was toned and ready for action. I remembered how he had launched at me the night after Doug had been exiled and wondered if I could ever truly trust him.

But then again, he had only been following orders. So it was definitely a case of benefit of the doubt.

"You ready pup?" he asked me.

"As I'll ever be" I replied.

Slowly but surely, the packs began to leave the room until the only people that were left were me, Doug and Campbell. Without any warning, I burst into tears and fell to the floor. Doug transformed into his werewolf form and rubbed himself against me for a minute or two. I hugged his massive lupine form and dried my eyes.

When I looked into his eyes, he whined. I stroked his perfectly formed muzzle and stood up carefully. Doug transformed back and put his clothes back on after a second of total nudity. After about a minute of silence, I cleared my throat.

"Sorry about that" I said.

"Don't worry about it. It happens to all new duals" Campbell explained.

Why he hadn't told me about this I wasn't sure. But if I had been expecting it, I probably would have overanalysed it more than I was doing right now. Doug licked me and I returned the gesture.

"Time to go?" Doug asked me.

"Yeah" I answered.

After we had locked the flat, we got into my car and the GPS took us slowly but surely to the place we had decided upon. It was almost pitch dark now and the clouds were just beginning to part. I could feel my muscles in my legs begin to twitch and my face was starting to tingle.

We arrived at the place with only ten minutes to spare. All of Jenna's pack was present as they had been in the flat and to my complete surprise; all of Campbell's pack were there as well. Most of them greeted me with smiles but some of them looked as though I had appeared and proclaimed supremacy.

I gulped at this point. Had I got myself in too deep?

Free Story #11 - Foretold (Chapter 1)

After a brief delay, here is Foretold, the sequel to Guided.

This part contains more scenes of a sexual nature. So you can't say you weren't warned. :)

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If my life had been given a soundtrack this morning, it would have been Don't Stop Movin' by Five. I woke up today with this feeling, that better things were coming my way. In fact, that was the song playing on the radio when my alarm went off. Without looking, I pressed the mute button and got out of bed.

Yawning, I stretched and turned to face the window. Lying fast asleep on the other side of my bed was my very handsome boyfriend Doug. He was snoring as usual but I didn't have the heart to wake him up. After all, he was still recovering from the incident almost two weeks ago when he had died and come back to life.

Speaking of the incident; tonight was the night when at least part of my life would change forever. For those of you that don't know, Doug is a werewolf. And now, I am one too. Doug had bitten me. But only after some hesitation.

This was due to his ex-boyfriend almost killing us because Doug had accidentally changed him. After shooting at both me and his sister Jenna, he finally shot himself. Jenna had survived because she was a werewolf like her brother. The act of transforming me into a werewolf had returned me to full health. And given me a craving for undercooked meat. Which was not exactly a plus but an interesting addition.

It also meant that I was now immortal and could shift into a form that neither was human or wolf. It was the best possible combination of the two, combining strength with beauty. It reminded me, now I thought of it, of the drawings I had seen on deviantArt.

So now, Taylor Michaels, all around nice guy and supermarket clerk was no longer a human but a werewolf. How I was going to explain this to my family, especially my grandmother, wasn't going to be easy. But I knew that it had to be done.

Doug was going to come with me, so it would be a lot easier.

But I thought it would be best to show them after I had transformed for the first time. So I would be able to prove to them that it had happened. Not that they would have needed any proof, but so I didn't make them worried by botching up my transformation. My first was tonight when the moon came from behind the clouds.

It happened to coincide with one of my work shifts up at the pub. But thankfully Larry, one of the regular bar staff had stepped in for me. He completely understood my situation, due to the fact he was a wereleopard. Not by birth, but his girlfriend had bitten him about thirty years ago.

Unfortunately, she had been shot by a hunter and died. It took him a long time to get over her death, which he mostly spent on the mountains of Snowdonia. But thankfully, a local pack of wereleopards had taken him in and given him the therapy he desperately needed.

He was now married to the one who had saved his life, a young dual named Alexandria. In the world of were-animals, a dual was the slang term for anyone who was one of them. Alexandria was the daughter of the alpha, so it meant a lot of responsibility if he died. Meaning that Larry would automatically become the Alpha.

Larry had been only twenty five when he had been transformed so he stayed relatively the same age, as did most transformed duals. He had matured a lot in thirty years, but not enough in his opinion to take over. But respect and maturity had to be earnt, and I was sure it would be.

The first thing I had was make Doug breakfast. About five minutes later, I walked back to the bedroom was a plate loaded with a continental breakfast and a glass of orange juice. Placing it on the tray, I watched as he sniffed the aroma. Now I was a werewolf, I was beginning to smell things that I would never have noticed before.

Particularly, the stench of Doug's feet if he hadn't taken a shower. Doug blinked and he awoke. Seeing the breakfast, he got up and rubbed his eyes. He saw me smiling at him and he grinned back.

"You really mustn't spoil me you know" he said referring to the breakfast.

"I enjoyed doing it. Besides, I've already had mine"

"Really? Well would you fancy a bit of brunch?" he asked and looked down at his crotch area. I blushed when I realised what he was referring to.

But then again, who was I to refuse free sex?

Pulling back the covers, I saw his member was poking out of the hole in his boxer shorts. No doubt because he had been massaging himself during the night, it was already covered in pre. I leapt on the bed and turned myself round so Doug could unzip my trousers. He pulled out my own penis and started to suck it.

I started gorging, licking and moaning in pleasure, eager to please my lover. He repeated the gestures but with far more finesse than I could ever begin to comprehend. About five minutes later, we both came at exactly the same time. Howling with sheer ecstasy, we sucked each other dry.

When we were finished, Doug got changed into the clothes he had left on the floor whilst I carefully zipped up my trousers. Having seen There's Something About Mary, I was taking no chances.

"So, what are you up to today?" I asked my satisfied boyfriend as he scoffed down his breakfast.

"Got to meet Jenna to arrange where to meet tonight. Can't use the woods cause there's a charity camping trip there for a few days"

In case you don't know, Jenna is also Doug's alpha. That title used to belong to another alpha named Campbell but because Doug was exiled for loving a human, he had entrusted his trust in his sister. Campbell had eventually accepted both me and Doug, but only after I took a bullet for my boyfriend.

He had nursed Jenna back to health after she had been shot and because of this, the two had formed a friendship. And that friendship grew to such intensity that they fell in love. Now they were a bone fide couple and completely unashamed about it. Well Jenna was. Campbell was a little reluctant for anyone to believe he wasn't capable of emotion.

It made sense we would have to change location. Even though werewolves were forbidden to attack humans under any circumstance under pain of execution, we didn't exactly want to draw attention to the fact we existed. After a kiss and lick, Doug went out the front door and closed it behind him. As the song had predicted, better things were coming my way.

And I for one, wasn't going to miss a single moment of my new life.

About two hours later, the phone rang. It was one of my oldest friends. His name was Gordon McAlister, and he had been transformed into a vampire in a blood transfusion accident six weeks ago. Any relief or happiness I felt at hearing his voice was extinguished almost immediately by his words.

"Markus just called. He told me what happened"

For a moment I wondered what he meant. Then the shit hit the fan. I wondered how much my ex guardian had informed him about the situation but I decided to play it safe.

"How could you go and save the life of a mutt like that?"

"Didn't he tell you? That mutt as you called him is my boyfriend"

"You're dating one of those flea bitten mongrels?"

I sighed. He was one of those people.

"In case you haven't got the memo Gordy, vampires and werewolves aren't enemies. And anyway, why are you so bothered? It's not like you weren't shy who you shagged in college?"

He laughed a cruel laugh that had a dash of irony.

"This doesn't have anything to do with the old feuds. It's a personal dislike. I never liked dogs before I was changed and I don't like them now. So the fact you are dating one is a bit of a shock"

"Well I've got an even bigger shock for you. I am one now"

The line went quiet for a minute. Then when he spoke, he was choked with both shock and hatred.

"You let him bite you? Why in the world would you do that?"

"It was either that or die"

"I'd have picked the latter if I were you"

That hurt. Big time. If the words had come from anyone else but a friend I would have shrugged them off. But not this time.

"Oh would you. Well the next time, I'll let you know!"

I hung up and placed the phone back on the receiver. So now not only was my friend a racist bigot, he was suggesting I was better off not existing because of my new status? Well screw him; I didn't need friends like that.

Just then, my mobile rang. Thinking it was Gordy again, I walked over in a huff but when I picked it up, the caller ID said it was Campbell.

"Hello?" I said after pressing to accept the call.

"Hey kiddo, big night tonight" Campbell's familiar tones echoed.

"No shit, I'm itching all over" I laughed.

"You'll get used to it in time. But anyway there's something I wanted to tell you about tonight. I won't lie; it's very painful the first time"

"Like dentist painful or paper cut?"

"More like getting your nails pulled out with a pair of tweezers"

I gulped. Only out of reflex than actual fear.

"Don't worry; we'll be there by your side. All the way"

"Thanks Campbell"

Just at that point, the doorbell rang.

"I'll say bye for now. Doug will tell you where we are meeting tonight"

"Ok, see ya later"

I hung up and went to answer the door. To my surprise, it was Arc. He smiled in an embarrassed manner and walked in. Arc was the boyfriend of my witch roommate Zoe. He was also a shapeshifter that liked to take the form of a common tabby cat.

"Sorry Tay, forgot my keys again"

"You should put a bell on them" I joked.

He got the reference and rolled his eyes at the obvious pun. He went into Zoe's bedroom and came out with his keys and his jacket.

"Thanks again Tay, see ya later"

Before I could say another word, he had left.

Well that was new. I had felt happiness, anger, surprise and humour in the space of half an hour. It was like every emotion in the world had decided to make an appearance. This was slightly odd, but understandable given that I was still mostly human.

Before I could think or do anything, the door opened once more and Doug came in. He was carrying a map under his arm and had a contented expression on his face.

"Found the place" he said and placed the map on the table.

I walked over and looked at the map. After looked around, I saw the place where Doug and Campbell had marked. It was just outside a wood about a mile from the flat.

"And you're sure it's safe?" I asked him.

"Perfectly, only riff raff would go there at night" He replied.

"That makes me feel wanted"

For a second he thought I was serious. Then, the sarcasm hit home. He walked over and licked my face. I repeated the gesture and after a second we had another trademark kiss.

After the moment passed, I walked into my bedroom and looked at the notice board where I kept my photos. For a moment, I looked over each of them in turn, and smiled.

Great News!

Hey there!

I checked out my Smashwords account today and found something incredible. Guided has nearly reached 1000 downloads!

Thank you so much everyone for downloading my books. I am in the process of writing more and writing an ending for Taylor and Doug, but as with everything, it takes time.

Sorry for not uploading Foretold's first chapter the other day, but things got a little out of hand with my uni coursework.

The first chapter of the story will be up in a few minutes.

Thanks again!

Free Story #10 - Guided (Chapter 10)

Here it is, the final part. This part contains more scenes of a sexual nature. So you can't say you weren't warned. :)

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After blinking several times, I found myself looking at the ceiling in my living room. A quick pinch of my arm told me I was definitely awake, and alive, much to my great relief. A faint metallic smell filled the air and looking at my chest, I saw the dried blood on my chest and on most of my clothes.

I tried to move, but every bone in my body was stiff and aching. I managed to sit up after a minute of effort. Looking out the window, it was still dark, how long had I been asleep?

Looking at the clock, I noticed it was the same day; it must have been only two or three hours at best.

Campbell was asleep in one of the armchairs and Jenna was asleep in the one right by him. About three hours ago, they were sworn enemies but now, they looked long lost friends. Which judging by the kissing display only a few hours before, they probably were.

I hobbled into the kitchen and poured myself a drink of water. After drinking it and turning back to face my bodyguards, a puff of green smoke came from the corner of the room and Markus appeared with a smile. His green jacket had been changed for blue.

"How you doing?'" he asked me.

"A bit stiff but I'm ok" I replied.

Looking up at him, he looked very nervous.

"What's wrong?" I asked him. Markus shifted quietly from one foot to the other for a few seconds.

"Seeing as how you are no longer human, you don't need me to be around anymore" he said sadly.

My jaw dropped. That was something I hadn't expected when I had agreed to become a supernatural being.

"But you'll come visit right?" I asked him.

"Course I will. But right now you need to talk to your new brethren"

He looked at me in a way that seemed to suggest it wasn't the last I would see of him. In a puff of smoke, he was gone. I heard yawning from the other side of the room so I turned away from the kitchen to look into the living room.

Campbell had woken up and Jenna followed suit a few seconds later. They smiled when they saw I was now conscious and walked over to me.

Campbell cleared his throat and finally, looked directly at me.

"I'm sorry we got off on the wrong foot Taylor. I still can't find it in my heart to trust humans. But after what you did for Doug, it was the least we could do to make you one of us"

To see the man with a strict moral code that was Campbell being kind was a surprise. But it was nice to see all the same.

"I give you my word that if you ever need me, I'll be there"

I suspected he only was doing it because we were now the same species, but I appreciated it all the same. After all, I was going to need all the friends that were possible in this new world.

Jenna put her arm around me and let me feel the embrace I had been longing for. I hadn't realised I needed it. But clearly I had without knowing it, because I started crying into her chest.

 From nowhere, all the insecurities and sadness, as well as the happiness at being alive culminated into one. Jenna stroked my head and Campbell licked me affectionately. Not to show compassion but to reassure me that I was going to be fine. When I was finally calm, they sat me down.

They needed to talk about a few things with me. This was something I greatly appreciated and listened very intently.

"You won't shift for the first time until the first full moon after the bite, which should be in about two weeks or so" Jenna explained.

"You'll feel a little disorientated but we'll help you through it" Campbell continued.

I listened to their rules and advice very keenly. Not wanting to miss something to that would be vital to me.

Werewolves living near a town never kill on a hunt which I already knew from Doug's explanations.

But most important of all, we were never shift in front of mortals so they couldn't tell anyone of our existence.

I made note of these things and more. Then, just as I was beginning to accept it all, the door opened and closed. It was Zoe and Arc.

Arc leapt from Zoe's arms, shifted back into his human form and kissed her on the cheek. After all this time, he never ceased to amaze me.

"How you feeling Tay?" He asked me.

"Not too bad Arc, yourself?" I replied.

"Fine, just fine" He said being very nonchalant about it.

I didn't want to point out me and Doug had witnessed just how fine they were so I used my happy-go-lucky smile. I gave Zoe a look saying 'you flirt.' Being the mature young woman she was, she stuck her tongue out at me.

"How are you feeling?" Zoe asked me.

The fascination of finding out if I was alright was always standard procedure. I just wished they could do it when I wasn't in the room.

"Bit scared about my first change, but it shouldn't be too hard" I said trying to keep calm.

"You'll do fine. My aunt Amelia did. Well, until she accidentally ran into an electric fence"

Zoe blushed with embarrassment. I thought about asking how her and Arc managed to get into bed with each other, but I figured now wasn't the time for talking about relationships. Arc grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to the bedroom to save her from herself.

Just then, my favourite person or should I say werewolf walked through the door.

He was still wearing the clothes that were blood stained but I didn't care in the slightest. He embraced me with a hug so strong; if I was human I would have been gasping for air. After a kiss and lick, Doug looked at me with more compassion than he had ever done before.

"I'm so sorry I had to bite you" He said. I could tell he thought I might be angry. But the truth was I wasn't.

"You saved my life. For that, I would let you bite me a hundred times" I replied. His smile widened and after another lick, he put his hand on my cheek.

"You think you're ready for the change?" he asked me.

"As long as you'll be there with me" I replied, looking into his eyes.

He brushed the side of my cheek with his hand.

"I'll be there for all time"

"Good, because so will I"

We kissed again and it felt as the whole world spun around us. Not wasting any time, I grabbed him and we ran into the bedroom. The heat of the moment took us and for the first time, I tore the clothes from Doug.

I suddenly realised that the change was starting to affect me; there was no other explanation for the way I felt. Doug seemed to recognise this, and that only made him want me more. Within minutes we were down to our birthday suits. I sniffed his body and for the first time, I gained his true scent.

The rush it gave me nearly drove me over the edge.

He gently licked my throbbing member then collapsed on the bed ready to be penetrated by my newly enhanced equipment.

A few seconds later, I was completely erect and so without any forewarning, I stuck my firm manhood into Doug. He howled with both pain and pleasure. Then he moaned as I shagged him with all my might and he massaged his throbbing manhood. About two minutes later, he fired his load onto my chest.

Having never seen his seed before, I took a deep sniff of it and felt my sexual arousal rise once more. About thirty seconds later, I could feel myself getting close to the edge.

Then, just as I reached climax, Doug extended his fangs and bit me on the leg. The sudden rush intensified the orgasm tenfold.

I howled with pleasure. And because I had been transformed into a werewolf, it was a real wolven howl. It emerged with such force that if I wasn't overcome with endorphins, I would have been scared of waking the neighbours. 

My hot seed filled Doug and he moaned with pleasure right until I pulled myself from his perfectly formed body. When I came out of the bedroom a few minutes later, Campbell and Jenna were still there. Before I could say a word, more howling reached our ears.

"We've got to go. Pack business" he said. He shook mine and Doug's hand, hugged Jenna lightly and walked over to the front door, opening it and carefully walked out onto the pavement. I waved and closed the door, making sure to lock it firmly.

After a few minutes of talking, Jenna decided to leave as well because she had to open her shop for stocktaking. After the door had closed on her, that left the four of us alone.

I was sure that Stephen wouldn't be coming back tonight because he had reconciled with his dad. Doug had to be up early in the morning for work so he went to bed. I stayed up a little while longer.

After getting myself a drink, I stood on the balcony of the flat; I looked out over the town in the midnight hour. I knew that life was going to be different, it was going to be frightening, but it was also going to be better. I knew that over time, I would learn the ways of being a werewolf but for now, I just needed to sleep.

As I said before, I'll never forget the day I first Doug. If I hadn't, I wouldn't know the real meaning of love.

As I kissed him for the last time that night before I got into bed, I felt something happen inside me. I realised that I wanted to spend every living moment with the werewolf lying beside me. It was as if I had been guided to this moment since the day I was born.

In that moment, I knew that I had imprinted on Doug.

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The next part in their story will take place very soon.

Free Story #9 - Guided (Chapter 9)

Sorry about the long delay but I have been stuck with uni work all week!

As a gift and an apology, I am uploading the final two parts of Guided today. Then later on today, I will upload the first part of Foretold, it's sequel.

Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoy it.

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For a moment, shellshock was prominent in my thoughts. Then, just at the moment subsided; my phone rang. I answered it with a slightly shaking hand.

"Hello?"

"Tay, its Stephen. Doug's been shot"

As soon as the reality of the words kicked in, I started to panic.

"Where?" I said urgently.

"In the alleyway"

Stephen's breath was quick and fast and he was deep in shock.

"I've called Jenna but he's been saying your name"

I dropped the phone in shock and ran out the door without a coat. About half a minute later, I arrived at the alley. There was Doug, covered in his own blood and clutching his arm.

"No!" I yelled and ran over to him.

He was limp and the blood was still flowing from his arm. Only twenty minutes before, he was completely unharmed.

"Who did this?" I asked.

"That would be me" A cold voice said aloud.

I spun on my heels and turned to face a man in his early thirties, he was carrying a small handgun in a hand that was obscured by a leather glove. Judging by this, the man must have been allergic to silver. This made him only one thing. Well one of two but the one was more likely.

Looking back at Doug, I saw his wound had healed. But he still looked drained from the sudden loss of blood. He looked up at me then at the assailant, as soon as he did he gasped. The next word to come out of his mouth was both expected and the last thing I thought I would hear.

"Gregory?"

"That's right Douglas. Been a long time hasn't it?" The man said in the same cold voice as his first sentence had been in.

He laughed slightly and took a few steps closer to his former lover.

Stephen stepped between the two and growled. Gregory didn't move, he only smiled.

"Unless you want to end up in the hospital again mutt, I suggest you back down now"

That was a shocker. I had assumed that Campbell had injured his son, as apparently had Jenna and Doug. Bit since they hadn't made contact as I knew, we had never thought to find out. Stephen whined and backed against the wall. Without thinking, I took his place.

"And you must be the chew toy" Gregory laughed.

"The names Taylor, and I'm no-one's chew toy" I spat.

"Sure, he said that to me decades ago. But he had to go and bite me and turn me into this"

Gregory didn't seem too cut up about it now, but the scarring clearly present on his face indicated it had taken a long time to reach the level of thinking he was on.

Just at that moment, Jenna came round the corner followed by Campbell. It was strange to see them together but they were clearly focused on other things than each other. They both looked amazed at who they saw.

"Well well, here comes the cavalry" Gregory said.

"Gregory? But how?" Jenna gasped.

"Well after your brother bit me, I ran off scared beyond all doubt. But I managed to regain my peace of mind and now I'm back to make sure that he gets his rightful reward for ruining my life"

He pointed the gun towards Doug and everyone in the alley excluding him took a sharp intake of breath. But he didn't shoot. For a minute everyone calmed down but then he spun the gun around and shot Jenna directly in her left leg.

She screamed in agony and fell against Campbell. He held her upright and gently pressed her wound. The bullet had gone straight through and was now lying motionless in a small puddle of rainwater.

"First your sister, then you" Gregory snarled.

He pointed the gun directly at Doug and fired. Without thinking, I leapt into the air in front of him.

The bullet went straight through my chest and I slumped against the nearest wall. Campbell, who had been attending to Jenna turned when he heard the bullet being fired and saw the whole thing.

Campbell was suddenly speechless. A human had saved the life of a werewolf. In all his life, no human had ever shown that kind of selflessness before.

He suddenly realised how jaded he had been and maybe he should have given me and Doug a chance.

But being the strong masculine leader that he was, he realised that it was more important to extinguish the threat first.

A few seconds after I fell to the floor, Doug let out a grief stricken yell.

Before anyone could move, he transformed into his wolf form and howled with sheer rage clearly present in every decibel.

He ran directly at Gregory and slammed him against a row of dustbins. The gun flew from his hand and landed about five feet from Campbell. However, the gun was the last thing on anyone's mind.

Doug grabbed Gregory by the scruff of the neck. But unlike with Arc, there was no mercy.

"Any last words?" he growled.

Gregory burst into hysterical laughter, well as much as he could with a paw over his voice box.

"You've grown a backbone in a few decades" he finally said.

"And you're not the man I fell in love with" Doug growled in reply.

Before either of them could move, Campbell lay Jenna on the ground gently and transformed into his wolf form.

"Get back" he said to Doug.

But before anyone could move, Gregory kicked Doug in his private area causing him to whine and drop his prisoner. The newly free werewolf ran over to his gun. But instead of pointing it at Campbell or Stephen, he pointed it at himself.

"I may not have killed Doug, but at least I killed his new love" he said and without another word, he shot a bullet directly through his heart.

Gregory fell to the floor, it was clear that he had died instantly from the injury.

The gun fell on top of them and being silver, it melted when it touched his skin.

"Ouch" said Stephen.

This left Campbell and Stephen facing each other for the first time since he had left. At least I thought so. But there were another two matters to deal with at this matter. Me and Jenna.

Doug ran over to me and licked my wound gently. Tears were starting to fall from his wolven eyes and they landed on my rapidly bleeding chest. My breathing wasn't the best either and I coughed up blood more times than I cared to count.

Campbell walked over to me in human form and patted his former beta on the shoulder. Doug was so stricken by grief that he didn't even notice.

The alphas voice seemed to be shaken by an emotion I had never heard before. Was it compassion?

"Maybe I was wrong about humans. At least this one" he said to himself.

Campbell rubbed his hand over Doug's shoulder. The wolf began to gently whine with grief. After a few seconds, a weakened but healed Jenna walked over to our group.

"Thanks for looking after me back there" she said.

Campbell turned to face her. He was obviously blushing but he tried to talk like he wasn't.

"You'd have done the same for me" he said. Jenna smiled and gently punched his arm.

"I mean it Campbell. All these years I never thought you would. And yet you did"

The two looked at each other. Then before anyone could move, Jenna drew closer to him, and embraced in the strongest kiss I had ever seen. Stephen looked completely bemused.

After it was over, the two sighed.

"I thought you'd never do that" Campbell said.

"Consider it a thank you" Jenna smiled.

Stephen walked to Jenna and gave her a hug. After it was over, Campbell walked over and the two shared an awkward silence.

"I'm sorry I left" Stephen said finally.

"It's me that should apologise" his father answered.

"Why, you did nothing wrong" Stephen replied.

"Because if I hadn't had been so pig-headed, you wouldn't have left"

The two were silent for a second, and then shook hands. The family bond was now repaired. But there was something else to be settled.

I coughed and wheezed once more. The attention of the whole group was drawn back to me. Campbell turned to face Doug once more.

"Doug, you can save his life. You know what to do"

He did know what to do. But after what had happened, would he do it? I suddenly realised what he meant.

The only way I could heal from this injury was if Doug bit me and I became a werewolf.

A tense silence followed. My boyfriend finally walked up to me and leaned over toward my ear.

"Taylor, do you want me to do this?" he asked.

I was scared, but I wanted to live. There was so much I wanted to do, things I wanted to see. I didn't care if I lived forever or that I could change into a supernatural creature, all I wanted was my life back.

And I wanted Doug to be in that life, for better and for worse.

I coughed once more and after gaining all the strength I had left, I nodded quickly and with determination. It took a while, but Doug opened his wide wolf mouth. Campbell placed my left arm into the gap between his massive teeth and after another brief pause, his teeth clamped down.

The pain went through me like a muscle spasm but I kept myself together until the worst of it had passed. Doug released his teeth from my arm a second later and it was carefully lifted onto the floor. Then from sheer exhaustion, I exhaled sharply and fainted.

Free Story #8 - Guided (Chapter 8)

Maybe I should have been surprised, but honestly, I wasn't. Arc seemed to be so human in the way he acted as a cat that I'd kind of thought there was something not quite feline about him. Zoe however was nonplussed. She kept looking at Arc then back at the wall.

"Why have you been living with us all this time?" I asked.

"I needed somewhere to go after my pack kicked me out" he said sheepishly and shuffled his feet.

"I thought only were-animals ran in packs?"

"Not all the time, they kicked me out when they found out I wasn't a genuine werecat"

So now I knew about werecats. That was another species to add to my radar. But this wasn't the time for celebration.

"I let you sleep on my bed, Eat my food. Then lick me when I needed company" Zoe yelled.

"I was going to tell you but I was afraid you would reject me because I wasn't like you. Seeing as how you did that to every boy you've slept with over the last three years"

That was a mistake. Zoe slapped him across the face and went into her room slamming the door. Cringing as I heard the sound of falling plaster, I saw Arc starting to walk toward the door.

"I think it's best if I leave" he said.

Zoe wasn't ready to forgive him yet but I was.

Even if he had tricked us all, he had only done because he was scared of living alone. After all, he had never attacked us, so why should he now?

"No don't go, she'll come round"

As I said this, I heard the sound of falling from the bedroom. A quick glance at each other was all we needed to investigate as soon as possible.

We opened the door to find Zoe knocked unconscious on the floor. She would be ok but clearly the rage wasn't going to subside quickly like it usually did.

There was only one person I could think of to help us; I just hoped that he would. We put her gently on the bed and left the room.

Picking my mobile out of my jeans, I dialled the number and waited for the call to be answered. About three rings later, a gruff masculine voice echoed down the receiver.

"Hello?"

"Colin, its Taylor. I know its short notice but I really need your help"

There was a moment of silence. At first I thought he had hung up because he didn't exactly owe me any favours.

"I'll be right there" he said gruffly and hung up.

Just when Arc was about to ask what I was up to; the doorbell rang. Opening the door, there was a small antique vase on the doorstep. I took it inside and placed it on the table.

Arc looked at me as if I had gone mad. I gently rubbed the side of the vase with a cloth.

It glowed with a golden aura and thick red smoke poured from it. Arc was completely astonished and didn't move. The smoke drew together in the centre of the room and in a flash of light, a tall red skinned male with black hair stood naked except for a towel wrapped around his waist.

"How may I serve you?" he asked me in a rich voice.

"Knock it off Colin, this isn't the time" I snapped.

"Fine, what seems to be the problem?" he asked in a voice that was as common as muck.

Arc was gob smacked that a genie had appeared in the middle of the room.

He kept trying to speak but kept falling over his words. After he heard the explanation, Colin nodded.

"So basically you want me to make Zoe forget that Arc was ever a cat?" he said.

It was a possibility but not a valid one. I had heard of plenty of times in the past of someone using wishes to erase memories. Needless to say, they had all gone horribly wrong.

"No, all we need is for her to accept the situation we are currently facing a lot faster than she would normally"

Colin stroked his beard. Well goatee.

"I only make the healing easier. I can't take the pain away. Is that ok?"

That was exactly what I wanted. It was also the reason I had asked Colin to do this.

Someone like David or Marina were slightly inexperienced being only two hundred years old. They might have tried to make it go away, but instead caused things to get even worse.

Not so much for their enjoyment but for his own selfish pride, Colin got every wish right. He wasn't a modest genie by any means. I nodded to confirm the question.

"Well then, speak and it shall be so" he said.

"Colin, I wish that you would help Zoe in the way we have agreed"

Colin stretched his arms above his head. But just when he was about to clap them together, I suddenly changed my mind. What was I doing interfering with someone else's emotions?

"Wait! I wish for that wish to not be granted!" I yelled.

He stopped and looked at me. He looked slightly relieved.

"I'm glad you came to your senses. You shouldn't try and mend relationships that way" Colin said in a calm neutral tone. It was strange to hear the words but they were exactly what I had to hear.

"What do I owe you for the inconvenience?" I asked him.

"Nothing. Remember the favour you helped me with?"

"The whole thing with Marina?"

"Yeah, if you hadn't helped me, she would have died"

Smiling slightly at his sudden display of gratitude, I shook Colin by the hand. He smiled, winked at Arc and clapped his hands together. Colin became red smoke then poured himself back into the vase and it disappeared in a flash of light. Arc looked at me.

"Why did you stop him?" he asked.

"Because we shouldn't try to fix Zoe that way. I'll try to talk her round in a minute. She'll see reason eventually"

Arc smiled and a relieved smile crossed his face.

"How can I ever thank you?" he asked.

"Never leave hairballs in my bedroom ever again" I replied.

Arc laughed. He then gave me a big hug. Completely taken by surprise, I pushed him away from me but apologised a second later.

It was then that I heard low growling. That seemed to rumble from deep inside something large. Something inhuman.

Spinning around, I noticed I hadn't closed the door properly. The wind must have blown it open. It was practically against the wall behind it.

Standing half transformed in the doorway, was Doug.

And he didn't look friendly.

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For a second, I wondered Doug was so angry. Arc started to back toward the wall, fear present in his sapphire coloured eyes.

"Doug, what the hell are you doing?" I asked him.

He looked at me for a second and snarled. Then, it occurred to me that he might have got the wrong idea about the hug Arc had given me only seconds before.

Doug completely transformed into his wolf form and walked over to Arc. His body was tense and ready for battle. Without forewarning, he slammed his paw against Arc's neck and pressed down very hard.

"What the fuck were you doing with my boyfriend?" he growled.

If it had been possible, I would have jumped about three foot into the air. The fact that werewolves could speak in wolf form was something I hadn't known.

"Nothing I swear" Arc gasped. His face was filling with blood.

Doug clearly didn't believe him because he pressed down harder on his throat for a second.

"And you expect me to believe that? I've saw what happened"

Arc's eyes were bulging out of his sockets. If I didn't do something soon, he would be dead. But how could I stop him? An idea sprung into my head and because Arc's life was in danger, I didn't pause to think of the consequences.

Running to the kitchen, I pulled a bucket from the cupboard beneath the sink and filled it with cold water.

As soon as it was full, I ran over to Doug and threw it all over him.

He howled in surprise and let go of Arc.

Just at that moment, Zoe opened her bedroom door to see what the noise was all about. Arc didn't waste time. He transformed into his cat form and ran into the room. Zoe looked at me for a second in confusion.

I tried to give her a look that said 'keep him safe'. When Zoe saw my jealous boyfriend running toward her door, she understood what I meant and slammed it shut. Doug tried to pull on the brakes but the sheer size of his wolf form meant that he slammed into the door. He collapsed to the floor unconscious.

As I watched, he shifted back into his human form, with a massive bruise on his temple. I laid him on the sofa and put a cold flannel on his head. A few minutes later, the bruise was gone and he awoke. For a second he looked confused, and then his anger returned. This time, I stood in front of the bedroom door. Doug strode over and stood three feet from me.

"Stand back" he growled.

"Doug, it was harmless"

"A likely story" he spat.

"Did you know Arc was a shifter?" I asked him.

Doug suddenly realised that the cat that had run into the room was identical to the one he had smiled at.

"I do now. But that doesn't give him the right to kiss you" he retorted.

"He didn't kiss me! It was a hug to thank you for offering to help Zoe"

Doug's expression still remained unconvinced.

"And why should I believe that?" he asked.

"Because I love you and I wouldn't lie to you" I answered.

For the first time, he looked into my eyes. He could see that I was being honest, that nothing had happened and that it was purely innocent. It was then that he believed me. He could also see that his rage at Stephen being attacked had made him nearly kill someone for a crime they hadn't committed.

"Taylor, I'm so sorry" Doug said slowly and carefully. His anger and pain were quickly turning into grief and sorrow.

I moved closer to him and wrapped my arms around his chest. A moment later, he started sobbing onto my shoulder. When he had calmed down, I wiped his tears away with a lick and kissed his cheek.

"I was so scared that I had lost you, just like I nearly lost Stephen, and how I lost Gregory. He was everything to me and he ran away because he couldn't cope with what I had done to him"

After rubbing his back, I smiled and tapped him on the nose.

"Doug Henshaw, that was an accident. You won't ever lose me"

His eyes looked swollen after his emotional outburst so he rubbed them gently. I suddenly realised just how many time we had shed tears, both happy and sad in our relationship. To me, it wasn't important.

It showed we were open and trusting. Doug's jealousy had only been temporary due to the grief of nearly losing Stephen.

Speaking of the recovering werewolf, he walked through the door and smiled. He was carrying a small bag in the one hand and a Chinese takeaway box in the other.

"Anyone fancy a chinky?"

Me and Doug nodded and smiled. He stepped through the door and took it through to the kitchen.

"Where are the plates?" he asked.

"Top cupboard by the washing machine" I replied.

Doug smiled at me and licked me gently.

"Before we eat, I need to apologise to Arc" Doug said calmly.

After nodding in approval, we went to Zoe's bedroom door. We knocked but heard no answer. Worried, I turned the knob and we looked inside. What we saw made us do a double take. Arc was human again and shagging Zoe brainless. We quickly closed the door. A few seconds later, we both started laughing at both each other's expressions, and the sheer surprise of the situation.

"I think I'd better wait a bit" Doug laughed.

"Yeah I think so" I smirked.

We went into the kitchen to find three steaming plates of chicken chow mein, egg fried rice and chips. Stephen picked up his own plate, grabbed a fork from the drawer and sat on the sofa.

Me and Doug both followed suit and we switched on the TV. An episode of Will and Grace was on. As we watched, I hoped to myself that me and Doug weren't a stereotypical gay couple. But then again, I couldn't think of anything that was stereotypical in a relationship between a human and a werewolf.

That night was the start of a few weeks of nothing but a normal life. Well if you can call some supernatural things normal. It was just what I always wanted. A boyfriend I loved more than anything and a set of friends I wouldn't trade for the world.

The next full moon since we met finally came around. Things between me and Doug were as great as ever and Stephen, Doug and Jenna were proving to be the best friends I could ever ask for. Because of the special occasion, Jenna, Stephen and Doug were planning to go to a pack meeting at the nearby forest and I was going to stay in with a good book and a few cans of Vimto.

It was late evening and just as I was poured myself my first cup of Vimto, a noise even more terrifying than a howl rang through the flat. The sound of a gun being fired.

Free Story #7 - Guided (Chapter 7)

Another sex scene in this part. Just so you know :)

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After the brief visit of my friend, I resumed sitting down in front of the TV. Watching a program on how to fix a kitchen sink wasn't my idea of fun. So I tuned it to an episode of True Blood. Looking at the handsome figure of Alcide Herveaux, I smiled and thought I had finally found one that was mine and mine alone.

A couple of hours later, there was a knock at the door. Looking through the peep hole, I saw Doug standing there for the second time in the space of a few hours. He was looking at beautiful as ever and I could smell more Calvin Klein all over him.

I wondered if he used the Calvin Klein to block the smell of wolf from humans around him as he would probably set off a few hormones with his transformations. Sometimes he did use the spray and sometimes he didn't. Maybe it depended on how long he stayed in his other form or maybe he forgot to buy a refill. I opened the door and embraced him in a big hug. He accepted the embrace and hugged me back.

"That was quick" I joked.

"Did you miss me?" he asked.

"Yeah, I did" I replied and licked the side of his face which he repeated with great finesse.

After another mind-blowing kiss, we stood admiring each other again for a moment. Turning off the TV, we went into my bedroom.

When I closed the door, I stripped down to my pants and went to grab my boxer shorts. Doug didn't turn away as I got changed and a few seconds later, I was wearing them. Doug didn't have a pair of boxer shorts I let him borrow one of mine. As we got into my double bed, I found it very strange to have someone in bed with me.

It was like finding out you have a spot or a hair in an unusual place, it wasn't painful but it was slightly different. We turned to face each other and licked each other once more.

"So how was the meeting?" I asked.

"We transformed, went for a hunt, then I came here" he explained.

"Did you get anything?" Doug looked surprised at the question but gave me an answer.

"No, we don't generally eat anything, we just hunt for fun. If we did kill animals we'd have to find a new place to live every time because of people trying to find us"

Doug gently nibbled my ear and I returned the favour. He then started rubbing against me like a dog pleading for attention. I suddenly realised that he was practically begging for release. So, I would have to help him out else I would have a hyperactive lycan in bed all night. For a minute, I smirked to myself thinking some people have to walk a dog; I have to shag a werewolf.

"Okay then, on you get" I said and pushed back the duvet so Doug could get on top of me.

Thirty seconds later, Doug was erect and inside me. It didn't feel as uncomfortable or painful like the first time. But oh my god, it felt just good as he thrust inside me and stroked my own erection. After a few minutes of this, I felt the same feral pleasure kick in again. The second time it wasn't so intense but it was still very potent. So I moaned and moved in perfect sync with him in order to keep myself intact. Five minutes later, I felt myself give in to the waves of pleasure and came.

I let myself go all over his chest with a yell of pleasure. He rubbed it into himself and thrust faster until a few seconds later when he howled with ecstasy and let himself go into me. After we cleaned up, we snuggled under the duvet and within minutes, we had both fallen asleep.

The next morning, I woke to find myself alone. Not as surprised as I could have been I went to the kitchen and found a note on the fridge. I read it as if it was a shopping list, but my face dropped from a look of mild interest to a look of deep horror and disgust.

Hey Taylor,

Stephen was found seriously injured last night. We have gone to the hospital to get him checked over.

I love you

Doug

There were no pictures of the injuries attached to the letter. I grabbed a few microwave sausages out the fridge for my breakfast, set the timer on the oven and closed the door.

When it was just about edible, I got them out, placed them between two slices of buttered bread and went to sit down at the sofa.

Being very cautious about where I put my feet was a priority because my body was shaking with anxiety. Although the fear was found less, I found myself wondered if my sense of gravity and balance would betray me at any instant. Just as my rear touched the sofa, the doorbell rang.

Awakened from my worrying about Stephen, I went to the door and opened it cautiously. It was Jenna; she was wearing the same clothes from that last time we met and looked as though she hadn't slept a wink.

To be honest, I would have been the same if I had known about the situation.

But being not of pack, so to speak, how was the knowledge supposed to reach me?

"Come in" I offered and Jenna sat down on the sofa.

There were several minutes of silence and when I offered to give her the sausage sandwich as sustenance she refused with a gently shake of her head.

"Is he going to be alright?"

"He's going to be fine" she replied after a minute or two.

"We had to give him some of our blood. Just to ensure that the healing process accelerated fast enough for him to survive. I just don't understand why Campbell would want to do this to his own son"

Her words seemed to come not without effort, and it caused her to breathe excessively. I could tell that giving her own blood had caused mental and physical side-effects but common sense dictated that speaking of these would be facetious to say the least. I sat down next to her and put my arm around her for comfort. Being almost a stranger to me didn't matter, she needed comfort and I was the only one here. She looked at me with tears starting in her eyes. I stroked her hair gently and she gently sobbed into my chest.

"Jenna, I'm so sorry. If I hadn't suggested it then this wouldn't have happened"

It was my turn to be on the verge of sobs. Jenna however, seemed to have got some of her old confidence back.

"It's not your fault; it was our choice to become a pack. Now Stephen and Doug are with me, there is nothing to stop us being who we are"

In that moment, I felt as a great cloud had been lifted from my mind. As if the forgiveness alone had freed me from my inner torment.

That of course and Jenna's reasoning was right. I didn't force them to do it, they did it themselves. The doorbell rang again ceasing my inner monologue once more. Jenna gave a look at me and I nodded.

She went over to the door and looked through the hole. Smiling with delight, she opened the door and found Doug standing there with an almost fully healed Stephen in tow.

His blond hair had been stained with his own blood but it didn't matter for now. The most important thing was that he was alive and nothing could overtake that at this moment in time.

I smiled at Stephen and he smiled back. Even without being able to know his thoughts, I knew that he didn't blame me and neither did Doug.

Doug kissed and licked me. He looked so relieved that his pack mate was alive that I repeated it without hesitation. He'd been through enough without causing me him unnecessary grief. For a second, no-one said anything and eventually Jenna and Stephen went into the bedroom.

"How are you doing?" I asked. It was a stupid question I knew but it was the only one that seemed right to say.

"Not too bad. Bit drained from the blood loss but nothing a good steak won't cure"

I wondered if he meant raw or cooked but decided that asking would have seemed a bit intrusive and maybe even a little bit racist. Was it possible to be racist to a werewolf? I assumed so seeing as how you could be to other minority groups.

"I thought only vampires give each other blood?" I asked him with a curious tone in my voice.

"We only use it in life threatening circumstances. The hospital staff didn't even realise that we had because Jenna was able to stall them in the hospital using her magic"

For a minute there I had to do a double take.

"What?" I asked him.

"She's a half werewolf. Her mother was a witch and her father was a werewolf"

"So she's your half-sister?" I asked him.

"In a way, but she still feels like a full sister because of the wolf connection and now that's she's my alpha, the connection is even stronger"

I knew that he didn't mean incest but still, the fact of growing stronger through a blood bond was a little bit weird even for me. But I reminded myself I saw supernatural occurrences nearly every day so it was time to let things be.

I wondered why Jenna had seemed different to the others and why she wasn't part of the pack that Doug and Stephen used to belong to.

Maybe Campbell didn't like witches as well as humans.

I wondered at that moment if it was true hate or if he simply didn't want to trust them. Stephen and Jenna came out of the room with relief written all over them.

Clearly the fact that it happened had shaken them up but they had decided that now no-one was bonded to Campbell's pack, it was better for everyone.

A loud barking brought me to my senses and looking down I noticed that all of three of them had shifted into wolf form. I smiled in spite of my own surprise and took them to the woods in my car so they could enjoy themselves.

Watching them play and hunt was fascinating and for a second, I almost felt like singing 'Part of your World' from The Little Mermaid.

As much as I loved being human, part of me longed to belong to a pack like them, run wild and play with no real responsibilities.

In fact a few lines of the reprise did slip through my lips. The bit where Ariel is sat on the rock watching Eric after she has saved his life. About half an hour later, they ran back to me panting and indicating toward the car. It was about seven o'clock and already dark, so hiding them wasn't going to be a problem.

I got them in again somehow and when I got back to the flat, they shifted back into human form. They washed themselves over then Jenna and Doug left because they had to go to work.

Jenna worked in a small fashion shop just in the middle of town according to her brother. Stephen stayed behind for a second which surprised me slightly.

"Aren't you going back home?" I asked.

"My dad threw me out because I left his pack" he replied.

"I'm so sorry" I said.

Stephen smiled and looked at me with an expression that seemed to say it was fine and not to worry. It was then that I made up my mind. We had a spare bedroom for guests and seeing as how Zoe didn't have anyone over, I offered to let him stay for a while if he wanted to. He looked at me with a hint of surprise.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure I'm sure. It's the least I can do" I replied.

A broad smile of gratitude went across his face and he embraced me in a hug. I found it hard not to push him away because we weren't that close. But I felt like he needed this, so I let him continue until he was ready to let go.

"I'll go and get my stuff from home. Dad's away on pack business so it should be alright" Stephen said and in a moment, he had gone.

As I tidied up the room, Zoe came back with Arc in her arms. She looked as though she had seen a ghost which was unusual for her.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"Arc isn't what we think he is" She gasped. I looked down at the cat but in a flash of energy, the cat was gone replaced by a very tall twenty year old man wearing nothing by his birthday suit.

"Taylor, I'm not just a cat, I'm a shape-changer"