Fangs And Fur: A Werewolf Story.

n emotional turmoil, her eyes red-rimmed and devoid of tears but her heart was weeping. She had caused an irreparable physical transformation to an innocent man, probably unknowingly caused seve

sink where she poured the cupful of coffee away and poured another from the coffeepot. Before she could take a sip of the brew, someone k

es and saw the silhouette of a man at the misty window, waving at her. She rol

. What's wrong?" The man promptl

Axel?" Beth respo

ast come in?

to receive visitors. My house is

about the state of your hou

he muttered and op

me of mind than mine." He said and chuckled. He shrugged out of his wet lab coat and shoo

ion before the fridge.

ou leave?"

torted with a sweep of her arm. "I sentenced a ma

hat lab, and you know it." Axel noted

Mako

orked on for the better part of ten years, Beth. You

assistant, Axel. I practica

. She looked up at him with teary eyes. "Never ever blame yourself for Dr Makovsky's mistakes, Beth. They were hi

ead, her eyes still on Axel "Dozens of people wi

Dr Makovsky has his way." H

is he?" Beth asked, her voice qu

adn't finished the one he was performing on Mike before the man esc

eyes as tears

nued. "We found that out soon enough afte

mouth with her ha

Axel continued. "S

e girl dead?!" Beth rushed forward and h

I was just able to rescue her from Mike's house when I went looking for

aware that there

s a daughter. But he does

d." Beth mutte

alling from the trees outside could be heard. Axel stared at Beth from ac

want to see the gir

d slowly and sniffe

below ran a shallow stream, flecked by fishermens' boats that looked tiny from the distance. Although the night was

much he tried to hide it, he knew his lab workers could see it too. They all worked with a little less cowering when he was around, it was as though they could sense that he was l

pping soon. Mike Sommers was only the first in a long line of mutations, and if he had been given the chance to perfect his experimen

f the window. Mike had escaped too ea

he window. "Come in." He called, and a blonde, long-haired lab assistant wa

ws?" He

ed. "She seemed to

ng?" Dr Makovsky demanded

Sommers, sir. We hav

d town without my knowledge. Find her!" He ordere

doe-eyed bitch. She thinks she can hide from me, he thought. Nobody had ever

s and GPS devices couldn't work on werewolves. Their beast side made any form of GPS technology impossible to work around them. And a ha

e last. He would let her go, would allow her create a fake sense of security for herself and the werewolf's daughter. The girl would