Howlers (Dramione 18+)

Part 3

The last thing she heard was the sound of her own screams as Draco pounced on Hermione and took her shoulder in his jaw as if she were a flimsy chew-toy. She knew there was no hope the second his teeth pierced through her skin, she let out one last agonising scream as his teeth berried down so deeply, they hit the bone. There was no hope to begin with, well maybe there was, in the beginning. When she could talk about her day with Harry or go on a casual coffee date with Ron... She missed them. Oh god she missed them

There was suddenly a white-hot dagger-like pain that shot and electrified right through Hermione's entire body, she felt a burning sensation as her skull splintered and her fingers began to fracture, her legs began to break' into tiny little pieces of brittle like twigs. What the fuck was going on, Draco's werewolf wasn't in view anymore, if this is what being eaten alive feels like Hermione wished he went for the head-first to put her out of her misery quickly

Another pain began forming in her mouth, her gums felt like they were swelling to the size of golf balls, her jaw was gritted so tightly from her pain she finally took notice that she had quite a lot of extra-long sharp teeth...

Hang on?!

She felt her ears stick up into tight points and she watched wide-eyed as all her remaining teeth fell out of her mouth and onto the floor with a ripple, but when she reached to feel her empty mouth, she stared at a paw-like hand that didn't belong to her, she was in an alienated body. Hermione tried to speak, to scream at best. But what left her mouth caused her to shudder in her horror

Her voice was replaced with a howl

"What the fuck is happening to me?!"

Hermione glanced at the candlelight that lit up her shadow and stared wide-eyed at the outline of Draco's wolf, hang on... This wasn't Draco's wolf. This was her wolf, her canine-like snout and high pinched ears stared straight back at Hermione mimicking her every move like it was her own shadow.

But it was... It was her shadow

Staggering back into a stern furry chest Hermione felt a growl rise and erupt against her back, she stared up and looked into the eyes of her maker, her master, her mate...

"Don't worry little mate the shock will pass soon enough"

Hermione blinked and let loose an untamed and uncontrollable growl, how could she hear Draco talking, his mouth wasn't even moving?! She had barely any control over her thoughts as they raged trying to justify Draco's actions

"DON'T PANIC? YOU'VE TURNED ME INTO A FUCKING DOG?!"

She thought to herself, she felt her claws pierce into her palms as Hermione clenched her "fists" and stood facing Draco's beast, Hermione was much smaller than Draco as she was only a humble timber wolf, Draco on the other hand had transformed into his full werewolf. She struggled to stand on her 2 hind paws but quickly gave up, Hermione soon realised she would have to use all 4 of her new legs

"Don't talk to me like that! I thought you would be happy"

Draco's werewolf roared, he was infuriated with HER?! His wolf thought that she wanted to be turned, I mean who wouldn't want the power? Sure, like hell he defiantly did. He gave her the bite of an alpha, she now possessed all his abilities, he'd only ever bitten 5 other people, she deserves it, he had to kill one of his 5 so it was only fair she took his place. His bite was a gift, sure she couldn't turn into a werewolf, but she could turn into a normal wolf. Draco Began revising all the signs she gave him in his mind, she defiantly kept barring her neck submissively and puckering her breasts towards him. He had given Hermione a gift, why was she so upset with him, he just wanted to please her...