The Limits

Chapter 7

The alarm went off, Venable swiftly getting up. Someone had tried to escape, or... Something tried to get in. She rushed into a dress, running with her cane to the gate. The smell of the outside world, a smell she never thought she would experience again, was filling her senses. I miss that smell. "Someone tried to escape, we need to check everyone." Ms. Mead whispered to her, Venable straightening her posture. "We will check everyone before breakfast."

Your eyes opened slowly at the sound of the alarm, grumbling. Some fuckass tried to leave, oh how brilliant. You rolled over, a knock at your door. The smell of Venable's fur filled your senses, making you smile a little. The knock turned to a banging on the door. You groaned loudly, calling out to the knocker. "Come in!" You grumbled, pulling the blanket over your shoulders as you tried to fall back asleep. "How are you?" Venable spoke, Ms. Mead coming in as well. "Well, I was sleeping. Until the dumbass who set off the alarm woke me up." You grumbled, an honest chuckle leaving Venable and Ms. Mead. "We will be quick, darling." The leading woman spoke, Ms. Mead nodding in agreement.

They scanned over you quickly, not a sound. "You're clean. You may go back to sleep." Venable whispered to you, kissing your cheek as Ms. Mead faced away. Your eyes opened wide, flustered. They left you alone in the room, the mark of her lipstick on your cheek.

Venable closed your door, heart racing. Why did you do that!? Why did you think it was okay to just do that!? How embarrassing! "You like her, don't you?" Ms. Mead spoke softly, smiling. "I do not!" Venable hissed quietly. "Your tail never lies, Ms. Venable." She teased, Venable looking behind her. Her tail had came back into existence and was wagging. "That doesn't mean anything!" Venable followed after Ms. Mead, face red with embarrassment and anger. "Oh sure it doesn't!" She chuckled, a bit of a skip in her step. "Oh my tail is swinging! Maybe I'm in love! Venny Venny Venable! Ven-Ven-Venable!" Ms. Mead sang quietly, Venable grumbling unhappily. "Oh hush." Ms. Mead purred, getting to Stu's room. As they got to the door, Venable managed to have her tail lay flat, not wanting her secret to get out.

You slowly got out of bed, checking the lipstick mark on your cheek. It was very odd, you swore she wasn't into you like that. But perhaps... You shook your head. She's just humoring me. It's never going to go beyond helping her. Your eyes pricked with tears. So why do I want more?

Venable was in her office, Stu was in the dungeon awaiting punishment. She would've had The Fist take care of the punishment, but her stubborn wolven ego wanted to make sure he understood the danger he put everyone through, the danger you were in. She felt blood trickle in her hand, her claws had broken the skin in her palm. There's no use in denying it any further. Venable gently cleaned the blood away. I am in love with you, (Y/N). But... I cannot be with you. Venable looked in her mirror, seeing the flesh-starved creature she believed she was in the mirror. I'm afraid I'll hurt you.

Stu was locked up in chains and cold from his decontamination, The Fist and Ms. Mead standing idly. "What kind of punishment is this?" Stu hissed, confused. "Ms. Venable will be with us shortly... Say, what is your view on dogs?" Ms. Mead spoke up, Stu staring confused. "I don't know? They're cute?" Stu was scared and confused, then the door opened. Ms. Venable was in her black dress, her expression cold. The dress fell as what was once Ms. Venable was replaced by an eight foot tall wolf with red fur. Stu could feel something warm run down his leg, his heart racing. "THIS DOG ISN'T CUTE! THIS DOG ISN'T CUTE!" Stu cried out, his chains rattling. "I know." Venable growled, lunging forward as her teeth connected with the soft supple flesh of his neck.

The Fist watched as Ms. Venable - no... This werewolf kill Stu with little resistance. Her claws were sharp, cutting his flesh like a hot knife through butter. The sounds of flesh being gnashed between teeth filled the room.

All that remained was Stu's head and spine. His bones were cracked open by Venable's powerful jaws as she licked out the nutritious marrow. The flesh she desired was satisfactory. However, her actions would have to remain secret. She couldn't bear to face your disappointment.