01 Feb I’m a Teen Werewolf in Love: I Banged a Werewolf PART 2
“Try to stay out of the road this time!” Michelle called back as she rode away in her carriage later that evening.
“Yeah yeah, I know.” I answered, waving goodbye.
I had only been in my room for a few minutes before I heard a knock at the door. It was Teagan, standing there with a worried looked still on her face. “You must follow me to my home.” She said, trying to pull me out of my room.
“Whoa hey calm down for a second. What’s the deal?” I asked her.
“Please just follow now.” She insisted, pulling me again.
After about a half hour of walking she brought me to the edge of a field where she led me through a small gap in the tree line. The trail came to an unexpectedly large clearing filled with a mix of old looking wagon houses and… modern mobile homes. “This way.” She said as she dragged me along behind her.
We finally walked up to one of the older wagon homes and went inside. I climbed up the steps and looked in to see another woman who looked a lot like Teagan and about the same age. “Oh hey. Are you Teagan’s sister?” I asked.
“This… is my mother.”
“…. I’msorryheh?” I croaked. “This is your who now?”
“My mother…” She repeated. “I have something to tell you both. We speak English for you to understand, ok?” She sheepishly added.
And after that she spent a few seconds just looking at the floor, her leg hopping around nervously before she finally said without looking up, “M-m’ma… I think I make him… werewolf.” She said pointing my direction.
I sat there, my jaw half open, astounded at what she just said. “Teagan are you ins-Why the hell would you say something like that?!” I tried to say, until I noticed her eyes glance up. Not at me, but at the woman she had introduced as her mother.
She had leaned forward in her chair, her hands on her knees as she glared down at Teagan, who looked like she got caught with her hand in the cookie jar. “I don’t… What’s going on here? Why do you look like you’re in trouble or something?” I asked as I looked back and forth from one to the other. After a few seconds the other woman decided to speak.
“Because I know what she would have had to have done to make you a werewolf, boy.” She said in shockingly good English, never taking her eyes of Teagan as she spoke.
“Oh right… The werewolf bit. Yeah ok, I’m starting to get some crazy people vibes here so… I’mma just head out, kay?” I said as I made my way back out of the wagon and towards the trail. But before I could get there I heard the woman step out from the wagon herself.
“Get back here boy! We need to talk!” She shouted at me, which just made me skip into a slow jog.
Then she whistled loudly across the clearing and shouted something in Romainian, causing several people to abandon their one homes to pursue me. They started to close in around me, some speaking at me in words I couldn’t understand. I panicked and broke into a full sprint for the opening in a desperate attempt to reach it before they could cut me off from the exit.
I was getting closer and just as I neared the trail I heard two more sharp whistles crack out from the wagon, and then… rustling in the bushes just up ahead of me as a massive creature rose up out of the darkness and into the faint glow cast by the houses behind me.
I slid to a stop on the grass, falling on my back as the towering beast leaned down over me. It extended a viciously clawed hand out towards me as I scrambled to get back to my feet and run the opposite direction.
“Real… That was real…” I wheezed to myself as I tried to catch my breath mid sprint. “Oh fuck I’m gonna die! Oh fuck I’m gonna die! Oh fuck I’m gonna diAAHHHH!” I screamed as I was swiftly snatched upside down by one of my legs. I covered my face and squinted my eyes as I got ready to, well… be eaten alive I guess. But then I noticed I was… bouncing.
I opened my eyes to see that I was being carried upside down back to the wagon, which I was then place ROUGHLY in front of. After my initial OOF caused by me bouncing off the ground, I looked up to see the woman stare at me for a moment before walking inside, signaling for me to follow.
As I walked back inside I turned to get one more look at what was definitely a werewolf, who was still looking dead at me as it hopped up and down and twisted its neck back and forth. The god damn thing was limbering up, daring me to try and run again.
“So… werewolf you say?” I asked, walking in and finding a seat.
“Yes… A werewolf.” The woman said.
“So, why would you say that? Teagan never bit me.” I told her. “And why is she like that? She looks like she’s in trouble.”
“Teagan is embarrassed.” The woman answered.
After taking a few more seconds to stare Teagan down again, she answered, “Because there are only two ways to become a werewolf. You are either born one… Or you are turned by being with a female werewolf during her first… TIME.”
“Her first time wh-OHHHH! Oooh shit… Oh no…” I squeaked. I finally worked up the courage to turn and look at Teagan who was now a shade of red I didn’t think a person could even turn. “So you’re saying that if I am a… you know… That means you’d know me and her…”
“Mhmmm.” She answered with a trembling voice through tightly pursed lips.
“But how would we even know that?” I should not have asked.
“Let me see your hand.” The woman instructed.
“You checking for the mark of the beast or something?” I asked her.
“Something like that…” She said before taking my wrist in one hand and my forearm in the other.
The sound of my arm be broken in half cracked through the small room. But in the middle of my screams and thrashing I stopped as I noticed… a sensation. I looked down to see my arm slowly start to straighten and work its way back together as the intense pain began to finally dull and then disappear all together. “Holy shit…” I whispered to myself. “Teagan did you see that?!”
She just responded by placing her head in her hands in shame as I felt her mother’s gaze start to burn a hole in the back of my skull… “Oh… crap.” I mumbled, realizing what that meant. I was the guy trapped in a room with the werewolf who just learned I took her daughter’s virginity the nigh before. Not how I expected to die, if I’m being honest.
“Your name.” She demanded, resting her chin on the tips of her fingers.
“Um, M-Milo. My name’s Milo. And I just want to say that I am so s-“
“Ok…” I whimpered.
“We have much to discuss and you will sit quietly as I speak.”
“Yes ma’am.” I said when she paused to make sure I understood.
“First, you will tell no one of this.”(yeah I know I know. Clearly that one is already out the window) “Second, since now you are one of us, you will learn the true origin of the werewolf.”
I shifted a little when she said that. As a horror obsessed nerd I was actually giddy about learning where they really came from.
“We are the Romani people. Do you know where we come from originally?” She asked and I shook my head. “We came from India long, long ago. This is the home of the yaksha. Ancient guardian spirits who made the first werewolves by mingling with humans. This means most werewolves have a strong desire to protect others.”
“Most?…” I asked. “What uh… What about the ones who don’t feel… overly protective?”
“… Follow me.” She said, standing up and walking outside.
“Really? After all the trouble of getting me in here?” I mumbled.
Once we were outside I followed Teagan and her mom through the back of the caravan until we found ourselves coming out at the other end near the woods. Waiting for us was a set of statues. Creepy looking statues of… werewolves. Werewolves being held down by chains. And in the middle was a staircase leading down into the earth.
“Please don’t tell me we’re going down the scary stairs…” I whined. They didn’t answer. They just walked down the scary stairs and into the dark. About then is when I heard something breathing heavily behind me. I turned to see the werewolf that ran me down earlier standing there with his arms crossed. “You’re not gonna let me go the other way, are you?” I asked him, to which he shook his head.
So I walked down the horror movie steps to catch up with Teagan and her disturbingly young looking mother. I met them near the bottom where I could start to see light. “Is something the wrong?” Teagan asked me when I got there.
“Oh, no… Just I was expecting torches or something. The LED Christmas lights kinda threw me off for a second.” I answered, looking around at the strings of lights on either side of the ancient looking stone hallway I was now standing in.
“Torches are expensive to keep burning. This is not Disneyland.” Teagan’s mom said as she started walking further into the underground structure.
“Yeah I don’t think anyone is expecting to find Mickey Mouse down here.” I mumbled, following her deeper into the narrower and narrower tunnel. “So uh… what exactly is down here?”
But my question was answered after we walked down another staircase, barely wide enough for me to fit through, that opened into a huge chamber. “Ok no seriously… What’s in here?” I asked again as I looked around the dark room. Then I heard Teagan shifting something around before I heard the flip of a light switch.
“Oh… my… god…” I whimpered as I stared up at what they illuminated.
“Only one werewolf has ever denied his calling. You are standing in his prison.” Teagan’s mother said while I shook in terror, staring up at a gray werewolf covered in cobwebs. Unlike the one outside, this one had to be 10, maybe 11 feet tall if not more, and was held in place by chains as wide as my entire body. Then… it opened its eyes.
“I DON’T WANT TO BE IN HERE ANYMORE!” I cried as its eyes met mine and I looked into the bright, malevolent, yellow glow. As I stood there shaking it took a long, deep breath that seemed to pull all the warmth and hope and life out of the chamber. Then, in a sudden motion it lunged towards me, snatching against the chains, causing the ground itself to tremble underneath my feet so hard that I almost lost my balance as I threw my hands up to shield my face. Once I caught myself I looked back up at and saw something was different. It wasn’t gray anymore, or it never was. It was covered in so much dust it just looked like it was, but as the cloud settled I could see the impossibly black fur that covered its entire body.
Once the rumbling from the tremors died down I could hear a chorus of howls echo down the into the chamber from outside. “This place was built around him centuries ago.” Teagan’s mother finally spoke again. “In this form he is almost impossible to destroy. So this prison is made so that to escape he must change back into his human form. And if he does… we wait on the surface to rip him apart and take the pieces to the far corners of the earth.”
“Can’t he just change back once he gets out?” I asked.
“It is not that so simple.” Teagan answered first, then followed by her mom.
“Yes, you see changing is a process that takes time and is also very painful. We can only become as large as the amount of food we have to eat. Many of us never change into a wolf for this reason, others only change rarely, and some change and stay this way forever. The one who captured you has been that way since this prison was built and there are several others like him who live in and around our village.” She explained.
“So uh… Does all this, I mean… I guess this has something to do with why this entire town doesn’t show up on maps, right?” I asked, having just remembered that.
“It is. There are those who would wish to free him and turn him loose on the world again, and so we made a deal with a powerful entity in this country. That if they hide this place, make it so that only those who know where it is can find it, we would both guard this prison and send some of us across the world to maintain balance of the supernatural.” She kept explaining.
“Are… werewolves really that strong?” To which she answered by turning to look at the almost 11 foot tall monster held down to its very own prison by tree sized chains who was still glaring down at us. “Oh yeah. That’s fair…” I mumbled. “So uh… can we get outta here now? It… He keeps staring at me and it’s freaking me out…”
“In a moment.” Teagan’s mom said as she strolled casually around me. “You are part of this world now, and you are a part of our village, whether you like it or not.” She added, glancing over at Teagan who turned away in embracement.
“So what do you guys call uh… him?” I asked pointing over my shoulder.
“We call him Marele Lup Rau.” Teagan’s mother answered.
“And what uh, does that mean something?”
“It means the great evil wolf.” Teagan told me.
“Ah ok that m-… Did… Did you just call him The Big Bag Wolf?”
After a few seconds of awkward silence I spoke again, “Well… I guess it is kinda cool if I think about it. I got to Romania and get turned into a werewolf the same night I lose my v- Uh… sorry.” I mumbled once I noticed her cut her eyes at me. “So uh, where is Papa Werewolf?” I asked, realizing I hadn’t heard much of anything about her dad yet.
“He is… He does not know me.” Teagan answered sadly.
“Yes, unfortunately he left after I told him I was pregnant, leaving only this necklace. And he was not a werewolf like us. Male werewolves are infertile. Only a werewolf female and a human male can make a werwolf child, all of which are born female.” Teagan’s mom explained. “And even this is uncommon. Most of the time they do not become werewolves and are born human. This is why we are so rare.”
“Oh, I’m starting to get it now. But do you know why, like… biologically?” I asked.
“No. There are not many scientific studies done on werewolves…” She said sarcastically. “But that is not what you need to be concerned with now.” She added, finally walking towards the exit.
Once we reached the top of the stairs they both led me into the center of the small village before Teagan’s mother shouted something in Romanian. “She said everyone come meet your new brother.” Teagan explained to me when I asked her. After that the doors to the trailers and carriages started to open up, spilling their light out into the darkness. Then I began to hear rustling in the woods from all directions, followed by five new werewolves leaving the tree line and walking up with the rest of the village.
“You will return to here tomorrow. There will be festival in your honor.” Teagan spoke into my ear as everyone came to great me. “My mother is angry at first, but I think she also likes you. And it is tradition to hold festival when a new werewolf is made, since it is being so uncommon.”
“Well that’s… nice.”
“Ready to go?” A voice asked from beside me as I walked outside the next morning.
“Whowhawhat?” I asked, confused, as I turned to see Michelle standing beside me.
“Are you ready to go? I’m supposed to take you back to the bus that takes you back to the airport today, remember?”
“Oh, OH! Um, yeah… About that. I think I might be staying a little longer.” I answered, scratching my head and looking in the direction of Teagan’s pub and the caravan.
“Mhmm… Found a reason to stay huh?” She said with a smirk.
“Well yeah, kinda… Even if it’s not completely voluntary.” I spoke up at her. “But I guess you’re off the hook now. I’ve started to figured things out around here. Thanks for all your help though.”
Before she got back up on the carriage she leaned over and hugged me for a second. As she climbed up to her seat she looked down and said “I think you’ve helped me too.”
“What’s that’s supposed to mean?!” I called after her as she pulled away. But she never answered, so I decided to wonder around until it was time for the festival in my honor, which was something I never expected to hear in my entire life, especially under the circumstances. “Am I supposed to go there or is Teagan going to come get me? What the hell time is it anyway?” I mumbled to myself, grumpy over not being given more details.
“Ready to go?”
“CHRIST WOMAN!” I shouted at Teagan who had snuck up behind me while I was lost in thought. “You can’t do that… You can’t sneak up on me and scare me like that the day after I find out werewolves are real and that, apparently, now I’m one too…”
“Why are you being so nervous? Almost not anything can kill you now, see?” She said as she whipped out a small pocket knife and stabbed my in the liver.
“OWW WHAT THE HELL?!” I shouted before…
“AHHH!!” An old woman who happened to see shrieked in horror.
“Oh… No lady. It’s fine. Everything’s c-” I tried to explain, waving my bloody hands around at her… But she fainted. “Great… We just killed an old lady. Just great.” I scolded Teagan.
“She will be fine. I put her on bench, see?” She said, hoisting the woman onto a public bench and propping her up in place. “We go now.”
“You god damn sociopath…” I groaned as she took my hand and tried to pull me along. “FIRST… I have to go get an unstabbed shirt…”
After I wiped the blood off and got a new shirt I went back down to meet Teagan. She took the time of the walk to explain more about what was going on than the night before. She told me that whether a new werewolf is born or made it’s treated the same way and is celebrated. She also told me some basic things about them, like the differences between male and female werewolves.
“The males are larger and stronger when they change.” She explained. “But the females are more vicious when they change. The claws look a little different too. You can also use the claw of a werewolf to keep other creatures away sometimes.”
“Is that also why you’re really strong when you’re normal sized?” I asked.
“Mmm… No. Nobody seems to know why this is about me.” She answered as she scratched her head.
“So… I can like heal really fast too?” I asked, thinking back to getting shoulder checked by a work truck the day before and her shanking me in my stomach.
“Yes. You can even regrow lost arms and legs.”
“Whoa… So I’m like… Deadpool aren’t I?” I said excitedly.
“I do not know what this means, Deadpool.”
So I pulled out my phone and brought up a few pictures of Deadpool comic panels to show her. “Oh yes… I see the resemblance now.” She said after looking at them for a few seconds.
“What about silver? Does that really do anything? Like does it burn or something?”
“No. That is just myth. This is silver you see?” She said, raising her chest up so I could see the necklace she was wearing.
“Hey that kinda looks like the thingy on Dr. Manhattan’s head.” I thought to myself as I looked at the strange circular pattern.
“This was gift from my father. He left it with me.” She said cheerfully. “But I do not know where silver myth really come from.”
As we walked I could almost feel my jaw hanging open as I learned all kinds of things I never even thought about. And before I knew it we were already walking through the trail that lead to the tiny village, that admittedly didn’t look nearly as creepy in the daylight. But… the 4 or 5 massive monsters gathered in the center who turned to face me as I arrived made up for it.
“Ohhh hell…” I mumbled as soon as I saw they look at me. “They’re coming over! They’re headed this way WHAT DO I DO?!” I croaked at Teagan as they all began to stride in our direction.
“Clam yourself. It will be ok.”
“I think you mean calm… And I most certainly will not.” I answered nervously, my knees trembling a little.
Once they got closer I was able to recognize the one from the night before by a patch of white fur on his chest. “Yep… Still just straight up freeballing it…” I thought to myself as the difference in our height became… obvious.
“They like you I think.” Teagan said as they stood in front of me.
“Not too much I hope. Otherwise I might lose an eye.”
“What this means?” She asked.
“Nothing… So what’s the deal with this festival thingy?” I asked taking a few steps back and looking around at the other people hustling around, darting in and out of houses and doing various… things.
“Heads up Puppo!” I heard someone call from behind as a table almost smacked me in the back of the head.
I managed to duck just in time to keep from getting cold cocked. I spun around to see this lumbering gypsy Herculese carrying several tables on his shoulders. “Hey! Watch i-… Wait, why was his English so good?!” I asked turning to look back at Teagan, pointing over my shoulder at the guy.
“He has lived in America for some years. He returns just before you arrive here.” She told me.
“Yeah… I’ll buy that.” I said to myself as I began to wander around the caravan relatively unsupervised. I used most of that time to snoop and poke. Turns out my status as the guest of honor didn’t keep me from getting on people’s nerves. After getting shooed away from a food covered table I found a seat and plopped down.
“Such a festival for the boy who defiled my daughter.” A familiar voice spoke from behind me.
I turned to see Teagan’s mother standing over me with her hands on her hips. She glared down at me for a few seconds, her body silhouetted against the sun shining behind her. Then she grabbed another chair and sat down beside me.
“In my defense Teagan did plenty of defiling hers-…. Sorry.”
“You seem to be taking all this very well.” She said not bothering to look my direction.
“Oh, well I’ve kinda always liked monsters and magic and stuff. So it’s pretty cool to find out that it’s real. Even if it was in the most embarrassing way possible.” I answered, starring down at the grass between my feet.
She paused for a second before taking a deep breath and letting it out in a long sigh. “It was bound to happen sooner or later I suppose…” She said leaning back in her seat. “Do you know what Teagan’s name means?” She asked. But before I answered she kept speaking. “It is Romanian for beautiful woman. I never had any doubt that she would grow up to be-“
“An olive skinned goddess with long, curly hair and the voice of an angel?” I finished for her.
“… I was going to say very pretty. But that is very nice of you. Her father was a very handsome man from England who was here on business.”
“What kind of business? Didn’t you say you can’t just randomly find this place?” I asked.
“I had not thought of that… He was a scientist of some kind I think. Always making dirty jokes too, but he was so charming and different and smart… when he wanted to be.” She told me, seeming to be thinking back to fond memories.
“Miss him?” I questioned, bringing her back to the moment.
“Mmm, I guess so. He had his moments. You remind me of him. Perhaps that’s why I decided not to lock you away too.”
“Haha… ha. You’re not joking are you?” I tried to ask, but I was stopped by feeling something on my neck. I turned and looked over my shoulder to see one of the gigantic werewolves a few inches from my face. “SHIT!” I yelled almost falling out of my seat. “You fucking furry asshole!”
After it saw my soul leave my body it started to wheeze like it was laughing. “Everybody’s a comedian around here…” I mumble to myself. “How does that work anyway?” I asked Teagan’s mom, pointing over my shoulder at the chuckling monster. “I know you said I am one but I don’t feel any different. Is… is there like a button I press somewhere or something?”
“We will teach you that in time. Today is to introduce you to everyone.” She answered. “I am going to go find Teagan in case she needs help getting ready for the cerem-“
“Get ready for the what?” I asked when she cut herself off.
“Nothing. Now where is that girl…”
“AH! You boy! You here now with me!” A man shouted at me as he ran towards me.
“What the hell are you doing?!” I asked him as he pulled me out of my seat and led me off towards one of the trailers.
“We get you dressed. It is tradition wear.” The balding man tried to explain as he drug me along.
He led me into a trailer that was full of traditional looking gypsy clothes and started digging around occasionally pulling something out and holding up against me. “Are there any color you like more?” He asked.
“I kinda like red…” I answered.
“RED YES! I have much red!” He exclaimed diving back into the pile of the clothes. “What about this?!”
“Oh, yes that’s nice I guess.” I answered as he held up the old looking clothing.
“Good good. Take this off. Put this on.” He demanded as he pawed around and handed me things. “This will be most beautiful wedding.”
“…. Festival. I say festival.”
I crashed through the trailer door, tripping over a loose pant leg and tumbling down the steps onto the grass. “WHERE IS SHE?!” I screamed trying to finish pulling up my pants with only one arm through my shirt.
“Who?” One random woman asked.
“WHO DO YOU THINK?!” I yelled in the her face.
“… Uh-oh.” She said to herself before shouting something out loud in Romanian which caused everyone to immediately face me.
I took off running as fast as I could but now everyone in the village was trying to get in my way, arms and legs spread wide open like they’re trying to keep me from scoring a goal, causing me to dart back and forth to try and shake them off so I could find Teagan’s lying ass, underhanded mom where ever she was. I didn’t get far before I felt a familiar sensation of being picked up into the air.
The wolf sat me down and pushed me back into a folding chair. A few moments later her mom walked up to wear I was sat. “A WEDDING?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! YOU SAID THIS WAS A FESTIVAL!” I screamed.
“Well… there is a festival involved.” She answered slyly with a grin creaking across her face.
“I never agreed to get married!” I shouted back, trying to wiggle out from underneath the paw that was holding me down. “Would you let go! Where am I going to go?! Really?!” I yelled up at the monster, which didn’t budge. “I know you understand me you fluffy prick…”
“…. I’m not getting married.”
So there I was, at the alter, standing across from Teagan. “I’m sorry…” She whispered softly to me, lowering her head as she spoke.
“Well… I guess as far as shotgun weddings go, I could do a lot worse.” I replied. I’m not that romantic ok? Leave me alone.
And, true to her word, there was in fact a festival afterwards. There was singing and dancing and food. As we sat down to eat Teagan told me funny stories about different people in the village. I didn’t really eat that much though. I guess having a surprise marriage can kill any appetite.
“Hey… Are you ok?” I asked her when I noticed she was starting to look a little dizzy and sleepy.
“I am fine. What kind of question this is?” She asked me back… right before her unconscious head fell face first into her plate.
“Well… That can’t be good.” I said to myself as the guy next to me face planted into his own plate. A few seconds later one of the changed werewolves came staggering up to the table before falling into a heap next to us. Person after person was losing consciousness all around me as the world started to get fuzzy. “What the hell…” I mumbled as I slipped out of my chair onto the ground.
“Still not out yet?” I heard a familiar voice speak from behind me. “M-Michelle? Fhat the wuck? I mean… Wak the fut… Er… you know.”
“Oh right, evil monologue. I’ve been trying to find this place forever. But whoever put that concealment on this place had some serious juju. I tried to follow someone back, but that damn sense of smell. They always knew someone was there. But… a tracking beacon.” She said as she showed a blinking dot on the screen of her phone. “That did the trick.”
“Why am not… What do…” I tried to ask through my stupor.
“Old world sleeping potion.” She answered holding up a small vial. “Made from some of the local herbs. Can even put an unchanged werewolf down for the count. Had to use something a little more stout for these guys though.” She continued, pulling a syringe with a thick needle out of the unconscious werewolf. “Won’t kill them. Hell not much can. But it can put them down for a while. Aaanyway, gotta go.” She finished, prancing off towards the underground prison, some kind of clothing bundled up in her hand.
That was the last thing I saw before I passed out. I woke to being violently shaken by the collar of my shirt. “WHAT-DID-YOU-DO?!” Teagan’s mom yelled as she snatched my body back and forth. But at the time all I could really do was drool… “Cshh-gbblblbga” I gurgled, a stream of saliva running down the side of my face. “Uh! I can’t believe this! All the centuries then you show up and now he’s out!” She growled, tossing me to the ground as I started to notice a rotten stink wafting through the air. She started to walk back in the direction of the chamber and I made my best effort to inchworm my way along behind her, the feeling having still not returned to most of my body.
As we got closer to the entrance I could tell the smell was getting worse and worse. After she starred down into it for a moment she kicked me over onto my back and stood over me. “How much trouble can one person possibly be?” She asked down at me.
“I… who did…” I tried to say. Causing her to narrow her eyes. “Saw… person… before… pass out.” When she heard this she reached down and stood me back up on my feet.
“Come with me.” She told me before trouncing off.
“Mmmope!” I yelled before falling forward straight onto my face.
“The carriage driver.” I said after I was drug into the wagon from the night before. “That’s all I know I swear.”
“Do you… understand… how serious… this is?” She asked me, leaning close to my face.
“Well… Judging by the look on your face… Bad?”
About the time I said that the door opened and Teagan fell face first inside, landing on the floor with a heavy thud. “Your wife needs your help.” Her mom said, looking down at her with mild disappointment. So I wobbled over on shaky legs and helped her up.
“So what happens now?” I asked nervously.
“We are going to need all the help we can get as fast as we can get it. He will be weak after changing so drastically so fast. It will take time for him to recover. We need to find him before he can change back.” She explained.
“You’re saying ‘we’ a lot…” I mumbled, letting Teagan rest her head on my lap.
“Yes boy. This is your responsibility too now.” She answered more than a little ominously. “You will be helping correcting this… what’s the word… Debacle.”
“WHAT THE HELL CAN I DO?!” I shouted, jumping up from the couch.
“Oh crap! Sorry Teag… God that looked like it hurt.” I apologized as I picked her back up off the floor. “I really don’t know how you think I’m going to be any help here. I’ve been a werewolf for like a day…”
“Two days…” Teagan murmured from my lap.
“Two days. I’ve been a werewolf for two days.”
“Yes, you have much to learn in a short time.” She told me.