Fang

In time Jane comes to accept the triplets as I do and sees them as an extension of our little pack. When we visit them in the evenings and put them to bed I am overwhelmed with hope watching Jane read bedtime stories to them and kissing them goodnight. Having human pups with her seem like a wonderful idea watching her interact with children this way.

Before my hopes can become reality I need to change the one thing I keep to myself and never share with anyone not even Jane herself. It’s something I wish more than anything to be able to change.

Jane has nightmares frequently and badly. I can never quite make out what exactly is happening but what I can see is bad enough. My poor Jane if only I could have found her and protected her. I understand that the nightmares are not just some figment of her imagination but something that had happened to her when she was still much younger.

I make extra sure to commit the faces she sees in the nightmares to memory in as much detail as possible. If I ever get the chance I will kill each of them slowly and will relish each moment of their suffering. Two faces blur too much for me to make sense of them the only thing that I can make out for sure is that the owners of these faces caused her the most pain. For the two of them I have special plans, plans that I refine in detail each time she whimpers.

On nights like these I stay extra close and once when she changed into human form and I was afraid I would hurt her in my wolf form I changed too. We had watched a movie where the male held the female in his arms and it was called comforting so I mimicked his actions and held her close whispering the one word that still helped me calm down in my human form. I don’t know if she hears me but I think it helped because she chills and sleeps more soundly cradled in my arms.

I get no sleep at all though. Having her so close is exhilarating and frustrating at the same time. This makes me think on the other secret I try my best to keep from her. My unmistakable attraction to her in human form and the moments I both enjoy and struggle with the most.

I had the most fun learning to use the sharp tooth like human objects and Jane rolled her eyes every time I got excited about using one. I think I liked it more because of the way she had to show me to use it.

On that day she had brought a couple of what she called vegetables with her and then placing the knife in my human hand stood behind me in her human form with her hand on mine helping to guide the knife as we cut them up. I don’t remember how the vegetables went from one form to the next but the memory of her stayed with me. The smell of her hair and the feeling it caused as it fell against my bare back. The softness of her hand on mine. Her slow steady breath making the hairs on my arm stand on end. Holding her through night mares was hart achingly hard this was pure bliss.

With Jane by my side I felt that I could do anything and I even started amusing myself with fancies of one day starting a den with her complete with pups of our own. I kept this fantasy very well hidden. Something inside me warned that this could never be as long as the nightmares persisted.

I could only think of one way to stop them. Learning all I could so I could be stronger faster and smarter than the different things that chased her as a pup.I vowed to someday avenge her. It’s the only option I can see before me.For her I learned and for her I longed.