Change From a Bite

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Katy's P.O.V.

After an hour since Ben left, I made a phone call to my doctor about my pills. Asking them if it's possible that the medication could effect my sense of smell or something. Sadly, they said no.

After my call, I laid the phone on the table and laid back on the couch, staring at the ceiling. As I lay there, my mind drifted. I closed my eyes and allowed my mind to drift. After all, I  deserve it, right?

I felt calm now. My mind acted like I was floating in the air instead of just laying on a couch. I closed my eyes and empty out my mind.

I could feel my heart beat strong beneath my chest and my chest rising and sinking from my breathing. My hearing grew sharp as I heard a lone wolf howl.

My eyes shot open as I stared at the ceiling. "Why do I have a feeling . . . . "

I sat up, being careful with my neck and pulled out my laptop. At first I pulled up the internet on the computer, then looked up the missing people of this month.

After I found the missing people and wrote down their names so I don't forget who they are, I pulled out each of their reports.

Twenty-eight people missing.

Each from the dates of this month

I found it odd as I read more into them, writing down what I found that's useful.

"First ten missing people were girls," I wrote on my paper. "All of them around my age. Then five more girls."

I looked at the computer and found men were added in after fifteen people became missing, then just random people. I wrote that down then looked back at the computer for more.

Each of them was in the hospital for immediate surgery like I had before they disappeared, I discovered. My neck started to throb in pain after what I read;

"Reported into the hospital after a wolf attack."

My blood ran cold as I realized that my breath was caught in my throat.

"Wolf attack"

My heart was beating more hard and fast in my chest.

Each one of these people that are missing after being attacked by a wolf.

On the first report of the wolf attack, a girl who's about my age and had my hair color and eyes, Kelly that her name was, she told the police that she was attacked by a black wolf, but she also filed a police report before the attack. I clicked the link to the report.

"Three days before the wolf attack, Miss Kelly was harassed, beaten and rapped by a man from Canadian name Roman."

Everything around me froze in time. My body grew cold.

Roman . . . .

The same man who harassed me . . .

The man who bit me and tried to take advantage of me . . .

And Kelly . . . .

The first person who disappeared. She was attacked by him. Just like me . . . .

Then she was attack by a black wolf. Just like me . . . .

And she had to get immediate surgery like I did . . .

My heart was beating hard and my neck got worst on the throbbing and pain . . . . .

I saved everything I had under Word and then closed my laptop. I needed a break. After I put my laptop away and hid everything that I wrote in a file so Dante won't find it. I know that I should tell him, but . . . . he's in enough pain and worrying about me, and I don't want to add more to his stress.