“I’m so glad you’re here. I’d have been terrified if I was alone in this forest, you know. It’s my first time here,” she said, earning herself a loud grumble from the wolf.
“Do you think your master would get mad if he learns that I’m using and drinking his stuff?” She presumed that only a man would have such courage to tame a big wolf. “Please don’t eat me.” She shivered at the thought. “I mended your wounds. We’re friends now, right?”
The wolf raised its head, eyeing the jar containing the milk. With that, she filled the bowl with the rest of it. “Since you’re a good doggy and you need nutrients to get better, it’s all yours.” She scanned the bandaged leg of the beast. Allison was surprised when she saw the injury had stopped bleeding – strands of the dressing had started falling on the floor.
With curiosity and fear motivating her, she removed the dressing slowly. Her heart was beating loud and fast. She gasped in a mixture of surprise and anxiety at the sight of the injured leg, it had fully healed, as if there had not been bullets buried in it a few hours ago. She had been studying anatomy all these years, and Allison knew that neither human nor animal could regenerate cells that quick. It was impossible and ridiculous.
Questions started popping into her mind. And the beast watched her as if it could understand what she was feeling, her fear, anxiety, and confusion.
While making a long and loud howl and a cry in pain – the wolf jumped on the empty couch. She felt like her eyes were playing tricks on her when its hind legs slowly lengthened, so long that they reached the floor – taking the shape of human thighs and calves. The front legs grew as well – forming into muscled biceps. With mouth wide open, she pressed her eyes hard, hoping that the vision would go away when she opened her eyes again.
But it went on…
The snowy white fur had vanished, replaced by tanned human skin. And when she looked at its head, there were no traces of animal characteristics left. The “creature” looked exactly like a normal human being. And she found him gorgeous. He had green eyes, a long nose, and square jaws. His lips were pink and supple. He had broad shoulders and a lean chest, matched with perfect six-pack abs. And Allison had to admit that she found him hot.And he was naked!
Alarmed, Allison turned around and marched her way to the kitchen, taking the frying pan, waving it about as a weapon, or a shield.
“What are you?” she asked.
Damn it, she cursed silently when her eyes wandered lower from his torso.Stop looking at it, woman!Allison mentally kicked herself as stupid ideas swarmed her mind. She was shocked at the paranormal transfiguration she had witnessed. But the cavewoman inside her couldn’t help but think that the wolf had a very good human body.
“Is that how you treat the good doggy’s owner?” The creature spoke, standing on his feet, facing her with a mocking grin on his lips.
“I did not know that the good doggy is a spawn of Satan,” she spat. She was surprised that her voice didn’t crack. But she was fairly certain that if he took a step closer, her knees would definitely give out.
She was scared and nervous – and excited.
He wiggled his eyebrows. “Do I really look like a demon to you?” he asked, bemusedly.
If hell is as hot as you are, then I wouldn’t mind spending a weekend there. Not at all.
“And what do you call yourself? A fallen angel? A mutant? Perhaps EF16 or whatever?” Her brows arched in annoyance.
He raised both of his hands in the air.
“Whoa whoa… What’s EF16?”
“Experiment Failure Number 16.”
He laughed, filling her ears with such a crisp tone of enjoyment. “You do have a good sense of humor, Alli. No wonder your father loved you so much.”
She felt her face heat up – and her ears burn – when he mentioned her nickname. Only her father had ever called her that.
“Don’t talk about my father like you know him. Who are you? Why are you here? What are you? Why do you know me?” She paused to take a breath. “C-C-Could you please…” she looked away, “cover yourself, and your … thing?”
“Too late for that, eh?”
She heard him chuckle.
“One question at a time. Relax, we have all night to answer all your questions.”
“I don’t have that kind of luxury, creature. My father is missing. And I need to find him,” she hissed.
“Brandon is the name,” his voice became serious. “I’m half-human, half-wolf.”
“And you expect me to believe that?”
“Well, you don’t have a choice. You’re stuck with me tonight. Or would you rather spend the night outside?”
