We turned into our room, fighting to both fit through the doorway at the same time. Becca's leg kicked out and slammed into the back of my knee, causing her clumsy ass to lose balance and stumble back. Did this bitch seriously just try to trip me!? I wobbled and fell forwards from her assault, just as a massive maw bit down on Becca's shoulder from behind. 

She screamed in pain with tears of terror flowing down her distraught face. Crimson blood flowed in rivulets down her milky white arm and stained her sage green tank-top. I wasted no time at all scurrying under the bed where I began to cower in extreme fear. I heard her body thump to the floor and peeked out to see her laying half in the doorway. She was still breathing but had an ever-growing puddle of blood around her. 

My gaze shifted up just as the beast turned towards me, causing my fearful brown eyes to meet its bloodthirsty golden ones. Once again it was acting as if the blood had burned it, then it snarled and started stalking towards the bed. I was so scared, certain that I'd be next, but then the red eyed beast reappeared and attacked the golden eyed one before it could get to me. It lunged on top of the other one and furiously bit into the back of its neck, ripping away a huge chunk of bloody flesh and fur. Loud roars and growls suddenly filled the room, as they began to violently fight like rabid animals. 

While their claws and fangs slashed and clashed, I clamped my hand over my mouth to snuff out my scream and crept further back beneath the bed until I was curled up against the wall. My heart slammed against my ribs, and pure terror filled the essence of my being. Frightful shadows of the two beasts danced across the moonlit floorboards until I heard a thump, and then the vicious roars turned into the heavy panting and low growls of a single beast. 

I stayed as still as a dead rock, completely unmoving with my tears creating little puddles beneath my face. My atheist ass desperately pleaded to every and any deity to let the victorious wolf creature not notice me and leave. But my prayers fell on deaf ears, because two massive bestial paw-hands suddenly curled beneath the bed, and the entire thing was swiftly lifted up off of the floor, then violently thrown against the far wall. The wooden bedframe loudly broke into mangled pieces, as the mattress, pillows, and quilt, all plopped to the ground with a bounce, causing me to wince in terror.

The red eyed beast ominously stalked over to my cowering frame with a terrifying purr-like growl vibrating deeply in its chest. I remained huddled in a ball, shaking like a leaf, and whimpering in fear. Anxiety gripped my soul as it began to drag its wet wolf nose up the side of my bare leg, sniffing rapidly as if it were investigating me. I bit my lower lip to keep from screaming when its nose moved to my butt, where it lingered for a minute with an even deeper sounding growl. 

A shaky breath quivered out from my lungs, while its sniffing nose made its way up my back to my head. Its hot breath fanned my long disheveled hair and tear-streaked face. I trembled in fear, certain that this was the moment I was going to die. Any second those massive fangs would be clamping down around my throat... However, instead of killing me, it nuzzled the crook of my neck with a soft growl, then licked my cheek. 

"No, no, no." I whispered while squeezing my eyes tightly shut, as its humanoid wolf arms gently swooped my slightly squirming body up.

Its huge clawed hand-paws carefully cradled me bridal style tightly against its large furry chest, engulfing me in warmth and also that strangely wonderful smell. I began to scream and tried to thrash like a madwoman, but it held me firm. 

"No! Please, no!"

With an abrupt snarl, it sprinted out of the now scratched up and blood-covered bedroom, and down the hall. It literally leaped down the stairwell, cracking the floorboards as it landed in the living room. My chest heaved and my lungs rattled with distress as I took in the distressing sight of Bunica's mutilated body. There was no way she was still alive. Tears poured from my cheeks, while the beast snarled and darted out the broken-down backdoor, carrying me into the night with it. 

I suddenly heard gunshots going off and shouting in the field. The beast sprinted towards the barn, where I could faintly see Bogdan shooting at another beast, who appeared to have been eating the remains of a man with shaggy blonde hair... Holy shit, that's probably Dumitru. The other beast's silvery eyes turned towards me with a bloodthirsty gleam, then it turned its head up and let out a deep harrowing howl before sprinting away from Bogdan, and disappearing into the darkness. 

"Bogdan! Help!" I screamed, causing the wolf who was holding me to rabidly snarl and come to a stop as if it were thinking about changing direction.

Bogdan, who was watching where the other wolf had run off to, whipped around to face us with a look of both shock and horror. His short black hair was wildly disheveled and his blue eyes looked downright crazed, as he swiftly lifted the trumpet barrel gun towards the wolf and I like a paranoid person. "Isabelle?" He said in disbelief. "How'd you get out here!?" He distraughtly yelled.

"Bogdan, please help!" I screamed again. "Shoot the damn thing! Shoot it!" I hysterically tried to squirm away, but the beast tightened its grip on me and began to sprint through the field of rustling grapevines, and off towards the woods.  

Bogdan pulled the trigger but missed. "Isabelle!" He fearfully called, while furiously sprinting across the field to chase after us. 

"Bogdan!" I screamed in distress yet again, while desperately reaching my hand out over the beast's shoulder towards him. He kept running while randomly shooting in the darkness.

The wolf's large body suddenly leapt insanely high over the violet rows of quivering wolfsbane, landing with a paw on the ground and me still held firmly in the other. "I will avenge you!" I heard Bogdan yell in anguish, as the wolf swiftly carried me through the wavering trees, and into the deep dark forest.

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The full moon was beginning to slowly resign its luminescent light to the growing dawn, bathing the woodlands in the soft blue glow of the early morning. Songbirds had only just begun to sing their merry cadences, while other creatures of the forest continued to peacefully slumber. 

The harrowing wolf beast sat crouched on a rotting fallen log that was adorned with moss and frilly white fan mushrooms. Hours had passed and it had yet to put me down. I laid cradled in its large arms, with my trembling body still pressed firmly against its soft furry chest. 

Tears streamed down my cheeks on and off, and the crippling terror wreaking havoc on my traumatized soul would come in waves of suffocating fear. Every now and then the thing would lower its formidable maw to my face, and nuzzle me while softly growling and licking the tears away with its hot wet tongue, greatly adding to my distress.

I was trying to come to terms with my impending early death. Although I didn't know why it hadn't eaten me yet, I was certain that it would eventually. I felt horrible and blamed myself for what had happened. If I hadn't wanted to sneak off to the library so badly, then Bunica and Becca would probably still be alive. They suffered horrible deaths because of my selfishness... I supposed that I was now going to get what I deserved.

The beast suddenly growled loudly, making my heart practically leap out of my chest with fright. It perked its head up, then began sniffing the air with its pointy wolf ears flattened back against its head. Panic coursed through my veins like wildfire, as it carefully shifted its weight and crawled off of the log, chipping the frail bark with its razor-like claws. 

"No, no, no..." I shakily whispered with my tears flowing like little rivers, as it gently placed my violently trembling body against the log. I didn't want to die just yet. I still had so much more to live for. The cool soil beneath me offered no comfort, as I looked up at the awful bloodthirsty beast with fear and sorrow in my watery pleading gaze.

I tried to back away, but the log prevented me from doing so. My eyes shifted over to the vast expanse of lush forestland on my right, and I slowly leaned forward, thinking of possibly making a run for it in a final desperate attempt to get away. The beast immediately growled out a low warning growl, as if it knew exactly what I was thinking... Fuck, I'm actually going to die... 

I timidly stared up at its monstrous form with fear choking my silent screams. It stared back down at me with a strangely intelligent gleam its glowing ruby wolf eyes. It growled and took a few steps back while hunching its shoulders as if readying to pounce. Then, instead of lunging at me and violently ripping me to shreds, its bones began to loudly crack as if they were all literally breaking inside of it at once.

My chestnut eyes grew wider than I think they'd ever been before. I watched in shocked horror as the massive beast began to contort and change form before me. Its black fur turned to smooth sun-kissed skin, glimmering with sweat in the cool morning glow. The long black claws became far shorter, extending from fully human-looking hands. It became smaller, though still very large in size, with strong muscles rippling to make up its perfect masculine frame. Dark shoulder-length hair dangled from its now human head, shadowing its face as it stood back up to its towering height.

He gently brushed his silky locks out of his stunningly attractive face and softly smirked, giving me an intense look of raw bestial lust and complete adoration in his ferine reddish-brown eyes, as if I were the love of his life. I stared back up at him in utter disbelief. 

I simply could not comprehend the fact that the nightmarish wolf beast had somehow just transformed into... the most handsome man I'd ever seen in my entire life!? ...And that he was also completely naked!

My confused gaze dropped down to the raging boner between his powerful thighs. Its massive size curved up to his beautifully sculpted stomach with impressive girth and seemed painfully hard. My body betrayed me by singing out with an agonizing need for him, and my lower belly quivered with desire. I nervously bit my lower lip while warily lifting my eyes back up to his face.

"Dragostea mea." His voice was deep and husky sounding, yet somehow velvety like silken sin. He grinned excitedly with an overjoyed gleam in his gaze, flashing his sharp elongated canines my way. 

...Holy fuck...