Chapter 27: Ending The Big, Bad Wolf
The threat was right outside.
They didn't have much time to prepare.
As nightfall came and the full moon rose in the dark sky, it wasn't only Aurora who came prepared. She wasn't the only lady around here who so turned into a wolf as one was right at the door, waiting for the opportunity to strike, Maleva shifted into her werewolf form, as well.
This bestial and erotic pheromone in the air was spreading like a virus in the room and in the rest of the cabin. First, Michael transformed upon dumping his thick load all over Aurora's big tits, then, his childhood friend, Maleva did, as well. During his wild transformation, the courageous man also finished into his full werewolf stage. He no longer looked like a wolf man, but instead like a bipedal monstrous dog.
Everyone had turned and everyone was getting ready to receive that one undesired guest, who they could smell right outside, lurking around Aurora's wooden cabin.
"Not bad for your werewolf form…" The lusty and horny Aurora smirked and purred as she laid eyes on Michael's final form for the first time.
"Grandma. We should probably focus on the task at hand right now. The menace is right there outside," Maleva cut her off, profoundly thinking the moment wasn't exactly right. She was also becoming a bit jealous of her because of all the attention she was giving to her friend, but she couldn't let that be too apparent, so everyone noticed.
"Yeah. You're probably right, Maleva…" She looked the other way and pretended not to be staring at this monster that was Michael and his remarkable muscles.
"Right. What should we do now? What's our strategy? I don't like being trapped in here. I feel like it's a terrible mistake. We should be out there, hunting this thing that did this to you, grandma!" Maleva, the bravest huntress of the village, was adamant about this point. According to her, they were sitting ducks in Aurora's cabin.
"Um… Interesting…" Aurora purred, "And this menace out there is the same rogue wolf that you mentioned earlier, the one that nearly ended your lives not too long ago, right?" Aurora asked the two of them.
"Right," Maleva nodded, exhausted from being prowled upon by the shadow werewolf.
"Ma'am. I agree with Maleva. We should be out there fighting, Not hiding," The male in the room made his intentions very clear. It was two against one at this point. Even if she was to be against their plan, they would still go ahead with it, anyway, so there was no point in arguing about it now.
"So, I guess we have already decided on our tactic, then," Aurora announced.
***
Everyone rushed outside the wooden cabin in the middle of the woods.
The final confrontation against the rogue shadow werewolf was soon about to take place.
However, Michael, Maleva, and Aurora needed to find it first. They needed to track it down. They needed to hunt it.
A new hunt was about to take place.
The three wolves used their smelling abilities to track the threat in the surrounding area. The three of them could perfectly see in the dark, but their smell was going to be their greatest ally in this battle. Wherever the menace was, they were going to hunt it until it was dealt with. This could be dangerous though, so the three of them desperately had to be careful if they didn't want to fall tonight.
Michael and Maleva took the lead. They patrolled the sector while Aurora stayed a bit more behind, staying in support in case something really bad ever happened. The moon shone brightly in the sky as the two courageous wolves ran side-by-side on all fours. Running and behaving like actual wolves and nothing like humans.
"I detect something over there in that direction!" werewolf Michael communicated to Maleva as he shook his head to the right. The two ventured as deep as they could into the woods surrounding Aurora's home.
"That's where the lake is at… Are you sure…?" Maleva questioned his judgment, not belittling him, of course, but suspecting that he might be wrong because he wasn't as used to hunting as she was.
"Completely certain. It's the same entity we have been battling this entire time. It's at the lake," he swore to her.
…
"Then, that's exactly where we need to go. It's probably leading us there, though. We have to be careful," Maleva pointed out to him.
"Come!" Michael abruptly changed direction to the right and headed toward the lake.
Maleva followed.
***
In only a few minutes, the pair of wolves came down to the lake while Aurora stayed behind. They chose to hunt in the woods while they went to the lake. She chose to support them from a distance, but the truth was that the two lesser-experienced wolves outraced her so much that there was no way that she was actually able to keep up with them. They were much faster than Aurora, the veteran wolf.
The bright moon in the dark sky reflected on the lake at night. Michael and Maleva were there.
"You were right, Michael, this was a great idea to come here, its smell is much stronger here. It's got to be here," Maleva admitted as she searched around the place, desperately hunting their enemy down.
Where was it?
"I'll be honest with you, I no longer have any idea if this was the right call to come here or not."
"What makes you say that?" she turned to him.
"I don't think we're the ones who are hunting it, but it might just be hunting us, instead," he pointed out to her.
"Why? What do you mean?"
"Over there!" Maleva looked into the distance where her childhood friend indicated to her: Then, she saw it for the first time, the rogue and shadow werewolf, whose body was still covered in dead leaves, was staring right at them.
"It's here," Michael declared.
"It sure is the case. But it should be fine. They're standing on that tiny island at the center of the lake. It should be no problem for us. They can't get out of there, really. We're safe. They're not hunting us, really," Naturally, Maleva spoke a bit too fast right there, because of a gust of wind later and…
… It was now right behind them. The shadow wolf seemingly had teleported right behind them!
"Mal!"
First up, the enemy sneak attacked Maleva in her back, violently clawing her. Attacking her so fast and so strongly that she almost immediately came down to her knees.
"Huh…" how could Maleva, the huntress, be defeated so easily?
"No!"
Then, it was Michael's turn.
The hunter was so confused by this sudden attack that he didn't guard himself in time before the rogue werewolf struck again. The enemy turned to him and swung at him, clawing his chest with both claws.
"Ugh!"
Michael also came down to the ground, defeated.
The shadow werewolf covered in dead leaves stood above the both of them.
"I told you I was going to take all the Moonlit Sins for myself," The dark voice was cool, precise, and collected.