My Stray Werewolf

Chapter 1

Casey's POV:

I hope I can get home before the snow starts, I thought as I hurried to my home. It was almost five in the afternoon on a cold winter day. The dark grey clouds that hang ominously in the sky made it darker than it suppose to be at this time, even with the streetlights on.

As I hurried down the quiet empty streets to my apartment, I heard a faint moan of pain coming from the alley I was passing. I stopped short when I heard it, wondering if I should go and see what it was. My rational side telling me that it was dangerous and that it could just be some creep trying to lure me in. I wasn't so naive to believe that the creeps in this city wouldn't play such a dirty trick. But then I heard that terrible noise again and it broke my heart. I knew then, that whatever was making that noise was in true agonizing pain.

So I gathered all of my courage and stepped into the dark alley, praying that I was right. As I walked, I covered my nose against the terrible stench of spoiled food and other things I rather not think too much about. "It is so dark in here. I need a flashlight. Wait!" I whispered to myself as I fished through my purse for my keys. "Yes! I found them." I pulled my keys out, clicking on the small LCD light I had on my keychain.

I flashed the bright light all around the alley until I caught sight a puddle of something. Moving closer to it, I realize it was blood. The stench and sight of it made me want to gag. I tried my best to keep it down. It wouldn't help whatever this was, if I couldn't keep it together. I took a deep breath and followed the puddles that seem to grow bigger the more I walked. The sound of moaning was also getting clearer the more I walked.

"Hello!" I whisper and stopped. The moaning suddenly stopped. I try again in a louder voice. "Hello! Is anyone there?" A small whimper came as if answering my question. I slowly start to walk again until I saw four big furry legs poking out. I slowly shine the flashlight up, following the legs to a big and furry body covered in so many cuts, scratches, bite marks and blood. There was so much blood that it was hard to tell what color the fur was and I shuffled a horrified gasp. I continued my exploration to a neck that was also covered with cuts, scratches, blood and bite marks, to finally to a big furry head that started to growl a fearsome growl as if to warn me away. It almost worked.

When I finally met the eyes of the animal, they were the most startling green I had ever seen, like a green rain forest. They made me think of running through trees and trees of green and of freedom. I slowly crept forward towards the still growling animal, gently holding out my hand as a peace offering. It soon stopped growling when it realizes I will not hurt him. I'm not sure how I know it is a "he" instead of a "her", I just did.

As I stared at it and as it stared at me through narrow slits, small white dots began to flutter down. I looked towards the sky saw that it started to snow. "Damn, I wanted to home by now."I said on a sigh. I looked towards the animal, which was now shivering uncontrollable and whip out my cell calling my brother, James. This guy was too big for me to carry and there is no reason to get both us really sick trying; besides he probably loss a lot of blood.

James picked up on the first ring. I quickly told him my situation and ask if he could pick me up. He said yes. I flipped my cell close. He said he would be here in five minutes. I slowly bent down and began to pet the guy on its furry head and said in a gentle voice "Someone will be here soon to pick us up and then we can get you some help. Ok big fellow." He grunted as if to say ok to what I said. I soon heard the sound of a beeping horn and I ran out of the alley to James.

"Ok Casey. Where is it?" James said to me as he got out of his black BMW.

"He's down here!" I emphasis the "he" in my sentence and quickly turned to go down the alley to where my furry friend was.