All Chapters of Fangs And Fur: A Werewolf Story : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The three adults followed Lia out of the forest as she ranted to herself. Mike had frankly never seen any young girl so aggravated. She was making a lot of noise as they trudged through the woods, her sneakers kicking twigs and dead leaves around."Aaargh!" Lia screamed "I am so done with that pack!""Easy, girl." Beth tried to calm her "Don't do or say something you'll regret. You're still accountable to your Alpha, whether you like it nor not.""No I'm not." Lia cut in "I'm a rogue werewolf now. When you openly confront your Alpha the way I did you're automatically banished from the pack, and the only way you can return is if the Alpha himself wills it. I cannot believe him, though. What kind of an Alpha Is that?""Lia," Beth said in a warning tone "Calm down."Lia kept calm and tried to walk as quietly as possible, then after a few precious seconds of silence she spoke again "Why wouldn't he help us? It's a member of his pack in danger, for crying out loud! Will he just watch while

As soon as Eric stepped out into the night, cold rods of rain accosted his body. He gasped and shivered, holding his arms to his body. In a matter of seconds he was dripping from head to toe. He ran back into Beth's house and went to the cupboard under the stairs, where he knew Beth kept a couple of umbrellas. He sighted an old black one that Lauren loved so much, and smiled sourly, remembering those moments when protruding rods from the umbrella had ruined a couple of his shirts. Lauren had liked the umbrella because it had mojo, whatever that was supposed to mean.The memory was at once sweet and painful, and a feeling of hopelessness blossomed in his chest as he thought of Lauren again. He shook his head in defiance, trying not to let thoughts like those cloud his judgement.He ignored the old black umbrella and settled for a smaller green one instead, pairing it with a pale green parka. He walked back out, the umbrella held high over his head, and instinctively shivered again. Des

"Run!" Robin snarled. She was all in his face, her hand grabbing his collar "Run and don't look back. Forget you ever saw any of this."Eric stared at her with widened eyes, his mouth dry and his heart thudding like a tribal drum. Her canines were elongated and her eyes, although still grey, were glowing unnaturally. Reddish hair was beginning to sprout on her face, and the other people were crouched, a combined low growl emanating from them, as though waiting for a cue to attack.Before he could do anything, Elias and another man who looked a lot like him had moved forward and grabbed Robin, pulling her backwards. "Go!" Elias yelled at him but Eric was rooted to the spot in fear. "Go?" The little girl Emma asked, turning to Jacob "Go where? We should kill him. He could tell other people about us, he could endanger our lives!""Kill? No." Jacob answered, placing a calming hand on Emma's shoulder "We might be monsters, Emma. But we do not kill innocent people."Eric heard the girl Emm

Beth's truck was parked in front of the facility on the other side of the road. The rain had stopped, her windshield fogged and dripping with water. She looked at the building with mixed feelings of fear and hatred. She'd worked here for so long, longer than she wanted to dwell on.The place had been a mental and physical prison, and she had thought she would never escape from there. Dr Makovsky had had a hold on her: he'd convinced her that the things they were doing were for a greater good. She had never been a very strong-willed person, and her fragile will had crumbled under the doctor's influence. He had a way with words, that man. Deep down her conscience knew nothing she was doing was any good, but she'd managed to convince herself that it was.Until she had Changed Mike on that fateful night, four years ago. How the doctor had convinced her that the serum she made was to change a werewolf back to human, she didn't know. But she'd found herself making the serum, although someth

The sound of battle had roused Aidan from where he was sitting. He was still on the rooftop, had been there since Dr Makovsky had subdued him with just a flick of his wrist. A whole day had passed since that incident, and Aidan had left the roof only for bathroom breaks and lunch. He couldn't leave the facility yet: he hadn't gotten the antidote he wanted. Besides, he had no other place to go now.Before he'd come to Dr Makovsky for help, he had been a free bird of sorts, squatting with people who would keep him, moving aimlessly, never staying in one place for too long. He'd shuttled between Perkins, Rodstone and other small towns in the area. Even Beacontown had been no stranger to his wanderings. He'd once stayed for a week with an old lady mere houses away from where Lauren lived. He'd seen Lauren once or twice although she'd never seen him, and so when Dr Makovsky had asked him to be his eyes and ears, he'd been able to find her easily. Aidan raked his fingers through his dark ha