Darkness at the Heart of My Love || Wenclair

Chapter 24: Wolfed Out

Wednesday's POV

"I'm going to wolf out!" Enid screams in pain, causing my chest to hurt. I quickly grab the extra large blanket and stand in the corner. Enid and I planned for her to undress so she doesn't rip her uniform.

"O-okay, you can look now" She says, panting, still in pain. I turn around and Enid is wrapped in the oversized blanket, curled up on the floor. I walk over and sit down, putting her head in my lap, softly running my fingers through her hair. "It's going to be okay, Cucciola (Pup/Puppy)" I say calmly, making sure she knows I am there. Her whimpers and cries really stab my black heart and I want nothing more than to switch places with her.

Crack

"AHH!" She screams as her bones start to shift, I can't hold her as much as I was or wish I could, seeing as she is starting the process so I move and hold her hand. I watch as small ears start to appear, followed by a tail. Her screams start to become a little deeper, her appearance resembling one of a wolf. Soon, the hand that I am holding becomes a paw. I keep my eyes on her, if anything goes wrong, I have to get the nurse or someone to help her. I watch in amazement as Enid goes from a tall girl to a giant wolf. Even bigger than the werewolves I have met before. I move away slightly, not out of fear, but to give her room as I watch her eyes go from a bright blue, to a more yellow-ish color.

"Enid, are you okay?" I walk toward the big wolf laying in front of me. A growl comes and she pushes me against the wall, holding me with her big paws, her growl coming from her mouth inches away from mine. Shit. "Enid! It's just-" Before I can finish I am getting licked in the face, like a child with their first puppy. "Enid!" I can't help but let out a little chuckle, a very slight small one. "Down girl" I say playfully, mainly just wanting to stop getting attacked by Enid's tongue. She immediately drops to the floor, smiling and panting happily, her tail wagging. She really is just a big dog.

I grab my bag and pull out a bag of cut up raw steaks. Enid barks? Yips? Whatever sound came from Enid was a happy one. "Sit" I hold up a piece of steak and I watch as she sits, her paws shifting impatiently. "Good girl" I throw the steak into the air and she catches it, eating it in one bite. "May I look at you, Cara mia?" She gets up on all fours, I slowly walk over and place my hand on her cheek, rubbing her fur softly as she pushes her head into my hand. "May I?" I ask, pointing to her mouth. She barks and opens her mouth, as I examine her teeth.

Enid may think this is weird, but ever since I was a child, I had a fascination with werewolves. The only time I willingly talked to anyone was when the werewolf Addams clan would come visit. I would spend time talking, asking questions, trying to learn as much as I could about them. So seeing Enid in her wolf form is an experience for me. I move from her teeth, running my hand across her face and scratching her head. She has a beautiful thick fur coat, her colored hair at the top of her head, almost like a peacock. Truly fascinating, exquisite, and she's mine. I circle around her, admiring her in this form. I know how painful the transformations can be, she handled it so well and I am proud of her.

"Cara mia, you look exquisite" I say placing my forehead on hers" She nuzzles my cheek with hers, getting a little bit of slobber on me. "Gross." I say playfully. "Come on darling, you shouldn't be locked in here all night." I say opening the door with ease. Even their electric locks aren't very good. I led her out of the building onto the grounds. I have the backpack with everything just in case we aren't back before sunrise. She follows me, although she does have a hard time fitting through the doorways. She does seem bigger than other werewolves, I will have to look into that.

We walk toward the woods and she sits at the wood line, causing me to stop. "Enid? Are you okay?" She starts whimpering. Oh... She's afraid to go into the woods... "It's okay, Il mio cucciolo (my puppy), we don't have to go into the woods." I say petting her fur softly. "You're safe, and so am I. I'm right here." I say comfortingly. Enid lays down, but in such a way that she wraps herself around me, so I am unable to leave, like a snake trying to kill its prey, but in a protective way.