WEREWOLF LIFE

orced them open. A soft drip of water was leaking from the stone roofing above her, slapping her forehead before trickling down into her hair. Lydia gave a groan as she moved the few inches to

e girl lifted herself i

ucket Lydia could see something shiny piled up inside it. "Ahh-so our little cub is awake...It's a pleasure to see you again my dear..." came a soft voice. Lydia rubbed her eyes and looked tow

r this evening. Come here and let me clean you off." Lydia narrowed her eyes looking warily from the man to the doctor's chair with the sharp instruments around it. Gustav rol

a was up faster then a jackrabbit. Leaping over Gustav she rushed out the door slamming the cell door shut and locking the old man inside. Moving around the doctor's chairs and tables

Men and woman, mostly in their early to late twenties but some of them were elderly. Two or three of the couples had enourmous dogs sitting obediantly at their heels. Not waiting a moment, Lydia tore off through the elegant room before anyone could move. She could

ate was just within her view. Taking off as fast as humanly possible, Lydia aimed for the gate, her eyes darkening with each slam of her foot against the cobbled drive. Her body trembled harder then usual, h

ching over. She crouched against the gate, hugging her knees feeling as though her whole body were on fire. Not daring to look at what was happening, Lydia forced her eyes to remain closed unt

hine that sounded like a dog. She tried to stand but nothing wanted to work. The dogs she had seen earlier were running towards