The butler was a little taken back but soon bowed and left to lock his own room.
The thing is Andrew was Jake's butler since Jake was just a kid so he understood everything Jake said. He
didn't questioned anything further and went to his room.
It had happened before too but tonight was different. As the night wore on, he started to feel restless. His
skin felt tight, and his senses were heightened to an uncomfortable degree.
The wolf inside him was desperate to come out. he locked himself in his room and tried to figure out what
was going on. Had he eaten something that triggered his transformation? Had he been exposed to
something that set off his senses? He couldn't think of anything.
"NO! I DON'T WANT TO TURN INTO IT! AHH AHH STOP!" he kept yelling to himself as in a way to try and
calm himself down. He tried to relax hsi mind and body by taking deep breaths.
As he lay on his bed, Jake focused on his breathing. He tried to push his wolf instincts down, but they were
strong. It was like a fire burning inside him, and he didn't know how to put it out. Finally, after what felt like
hours, he felt his body start to calm down. His skin stopped feeling tight, and his senses returned to normal.
Jake sat up, feeling exhausted but relieved. He knew he had to figure out what had set off his instincts, but
for now, he was just glad to be home and safe. He lay back down and closed his eyes, hoping that the next
time his instincts kicked in, he would be better prepared.
After all this struggle he finally went to a deep slumber.
The next day, Jake felt like his old self again. He no longer felt the intense urge to run wild in the woods or
howl at the moon. All the strange cravings and heightened senses were gone, and he felt like himself
again. As he went about his day, he couldn't help but wonder what had caused his sudden transformation.
Was it something he ate? Something he drank? Or was it something else entirely?
He knew he had to get to the bottom of it, but for now, he was content to enjoy his newfound normalcy. As
happy as he was to be back to his old self, he couldn't help but wonder what had caused the strange
transformation. Was it something in the air? He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to
it. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't come up with any answers. However, he couldn't shake the
feeling that his werewolf instincts might come creeping back again at any moment. Jake made a mental
note to keep a close eye on himself in case it happened again.
Jake knew that he needed to find out what had caused his transformation if he wanted to prevent it from
happening again. So he started to investigate, digging into his family history and researching ancient
legends about werewolves. He was determined to get to the bottom of this mystery, no matter how long it
took.
When the next morning he came face to face with his butler, he knew he would be scolded now and he
realised that he needed to explain what had happened last night. But to his surprise Andrew only handed
him some medicine and a bowl of soup and helped Jake to sit down. He later went inside the kitchen to
bring out some breakfast for Jake who only kept staring at the food.
Jake sat at the breakfast table, staring down at his plate. He wasn't very hungry this morning. In fact, he
was feeling a little sick. He glanced up at his butler, Andrew, who was pouring him a cup of coffee.
"Andrew" he said, "do you think I'm regressing?"
"Regressing, sir?" Andrew raised an eyebrow in confusion."I mean, do you think I'm becoming more like... you know," Jake hesitated, "my other form?"
Andrew put down the coffee pot and sat across from Jake. "I'm not sure, sir. But if you are, it's nothing to be
ashamed of. We all have our animalistic tendencies."
"But what if I lose control again?" Jake's voice was filled with worry. "I don't want to hurt anyone."
"I understand your concern, sir," Andrew said calmly, "but you have learned to control your transformation.
You are a strong and capable werewolf."
He took a sip of his coffee and sighed. "Andrew, I think it's happening again. I barely controlled myself last
night."
Andrew raised an eyebrow. "Sir, I'm not sure I understand."
Jake put down his coffee cup and looked up at his butler. "I can feel it, Andrew. The transformation. It's
coming back."
Andrew looked concerned. "But sir, it's been so long since you've controlled your werewolf side. Is there
anything different this time?"
Jake shook his head. "No, it's just starting to feel like it did before. The hunger, the restlessness. I don't
know how much longer I can hold it back."
Andrew nodded thoughtfully. "Well, sir, we will just have to make sure you are prepared. I will procure the
necessary supplies and we will make sure to take precautions to keep you and others safe during the
transformation."
Jake smiled gratefully at his butler. "Thank you, Andrew. I don't know what I'd do without you."
Andrew simply nodded. "It is my pleasure to serve, sir."
Andrew replied with a reassuring smile. "Now, let's finish breakfast and start the day."
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Later that day,Jake had been trying for hours to find a way to tame his werewolf side. He had read every book, tried every
trick, and even meditated for hours. But despite his efforts, nothing happened. He felt completely normal,
except for his heightened senses. He could smell things from miles away, hear the slightest rustle of
leaves, and see in the dark with perfect clarity. It was frustrating, to say the least.
Jake had hoped that he could control his transformation and live a normal life, but it seemed that fate had
other plans. He had read countless books and tried all the previous methods to tame his instincts But
nothing seemed to work. As the day wore on, Jake began to feel defeated. He had hoped that he could find
a way to control his transformation, but it seemed impossible.
As the sun began to set, Jake headed out for a walk to clear his mind. As he walked through the deserted
streets, he noticed that his senses were sharper than ever before. He could hear the sound of footsteps
from blocks away, and he could smell the scent of flowers from a nearby garden.
Despite his disappointment about not being able to control his transformation, Jake began to realize that
there were still some benefits to being a werewolf. Maybe he couldn't control his transformation, but he was
still stronger and faster than any human. And with his heightened senses, he could be more aware of his
surroundings than ever before.
He knew staying here would be too dangerous for him as he could feel the tingles of his instincts again. He
changed his path to a deserted road and unconsciously he walked back to the forests that he once
detested.
As he walked in the forest he felt the magnetic pull of the moon.
Jake walks through the dense forest, enjoying the fresh air and the sound of leaves rustling under his feet.
Suddenly, he feels his body convulsing and he knows what's happening: he's changing back into his
werewolf form. Panic sets in as he tries to fight the transformation. He knows that once he fully transforms,
he'll lose control and probably wreak havoc on the forest creatures around him. He tries to focus on his
human side, to remember who he is and what he stands for. But the animal inside him is too strong, and he
can feel his hands turning into claws, his senses sharpening, and his muscles bulging. The power of the
transformation was too strong. His bones cracked and his skin stretched as he felt his human form give
way to his true werewolf self. He let out a fierce howl of pain and anger as he tried to resist the urge to
attack anything in his path.
With each passing moment, he felt himself slipping further and further into his werewolf form. His senses
heightened, his muscles bulged, and his teeth grew sharper. He was no longer in control of his own body,
but he refused to let the beast take over.
In a last-ditch effort to resist the transformation, Jake takes deep breaths and recites a mantra that helps
him maintain his human form. After a few agonizing minutes, he's successful in regaining control of his
body and the transformation ceases. Jake sighs with relief, knowing that he's once again triumphed over
his werewolf instincts.
He stood there in the moonlit forest, panting and trembling with the effort of holding on to his humanity.
For a moment, he felt like he had won the battle. But he knew that the transformation would come again,
and he didn't know how long he could hold it off. He turned and ran deeper into the forest, determined to
find a way to break the curse that had been placed upon him.
"this....needs to be fixed.....I need to fix this....before I hurt someone.....again". he sits there in the Forrest
as he remembers all the atrocious acts he had done in the past and feels the guilt and shame washing over
himself.
He went home and went straight to his room to think about his situation.