Alan walked into the hall and he felt the hair on his skin, shooting up. A sudden rush of defense shot through him.
Something was not right. Someone was standing behind him, and Alan could smell her.
She was a werewolf.
Why would there be a werewolf in the room and hiding in the dark? The lights were out and the whole room was dark.
For some reason, he could not smell who it was. The smell was familiar to him but he-
"Arhhhh!" He screamed as the person behind him hit him with a wooden artifact that sat on the center table.
The pain was bearable but the sudden hit shocked him.
His scream was heard by Eleanor who came running into the hall. She turned on the light and there stood Lolly, naked and holding Alan's trousers.
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Jamie was back from its evening run and was entering the kitchen, using the passage she did for herself, in her wolf form.
