Sarah Paulson's Characters - Oneshots

Werewolf! Alice Macray x Reader - A Secret

The sun was beginning to set, street lamps flickering on. "I enjoyed coming by, but I should go." Alice spoke up, placing her glass of wine down. "Are you sure? It's Saturday, you can stay longer if you'd want." You encouraged, smiling. Alice blinked, thinking. "I really should." She stood up, immediately sitting back down as she wobbled a little. "Or not... Erm... Do you have a spare room, (Y/N)?" Alice inquired, carefully pulling her sleeve down without being noticed. Oh how badly she itched, thick golden hairs plumed out of her skin as her transformation started. "I do. It's down the hall. I can help you." You offered, coming over to her. Your hands gently found her arm, walking her over to the bedroom.

When you laid your hands over her covered arm, she trembled and kept her fists balled. "Did I do something wrong?" You asked quietly, looking up at the woman. She shook her head, giving a closed mouth smile. As she got into the room, she shut the door. "I-I'm gonna be getting changed!" She called out, the sound of clothes falling on the floor being all that accompanied her voice.

Alice forced off her clothes, itching her fur covered arms. She ran her claws over her neck and shoulders, fur slipping between her fingers. A tail wagged happily behind her, then she sunk her teeth into a pillow. A loud groan of pain escaped her throat, causing her to rip it and send feathers flying. Shaking the pillow, she quickly dropped it as a creak alerted her.

You stood in the doorway, eyes wide. A sandy-gold werewolf was standing in front of you, shaking your pillow like it was prey. You couldn't move, fixed in place with fear. When the werewolf dropped the pillow and looked at you, your feet were fixed in place. Then, a loud scream.

Alice covered her ears, quickly following you around the house. "Who are you!? Where's Alice!?" You screamed out, being backed into a corner. Alice pointed to herself, your eyes widening. "Oh my god! It ate Alice!" You cried out, trying to get away. Alice shook her head and paws, looking around frantically. She grabbed your hands as you fought her grip, running your fingers through her fur.

The texture of the fur was very similar to her natural hair, just shorter. You swore you could hear her tail thumping on the floor. Looking over, her tail was indeed thumping on the floor. She leaned into your touch, ears pinned back. "Does your family know?" You quietly asked, seeing regret in her eyes at the question.

"That's okay. It'll be our secret."