my new life, in the werewolfs claw

my new life, in the werewolfs claw 8 the monster within

CH eight: The Monster within  

FIGHT

I, as beautiful as a panther,  

Am dressed in a coat of darkness  

And trample on the lilies of the valley  

In order to approach where you are  

*****  

Aarons POV

"Calm down, don't fight it." I told her with a soothing voice, while I bend down and pressed the air out of her lungs. She had to calm down, fainting would be welcome too. Going through the transformation here would be problematic, she tried to push my hand away, but she was still too weak. I looked down on her letting out my aura.

She felt it, a small whine escaped her mouth. "Calm down." I ordered again, she concentrated only on her breathing while trying to hold back her jolts and screams, her eyes showed how scared she was. Nothing left from her former superior gaze, just a normal, scared girl.  

I lifted her up, jumped out of the window, Clover was holding the back door of the car open, she must have followed us after excusing herself.

The girl held her screams remarkably back, until I laid her down on the bed, in just a few minutes after I had released her, she started screaming again, ripping the stuffing of the mattress out while trying to hold onto something. "She is fighting it too much, shouldn't you be doing something?" Clover was honestly worried, she hadn't seen people fight the transformation this much.

Her own underlings were treated well and she made sure they were ready for it.  

There was whiskey and some scotch in the study we could make her drink so that she could relax a bit, but I was sure she wouldn't give herself in to alcohol, she was one of these goody-good' girls.  

"Go out Clover, you..." I stopped talking the same second the girl went silent. Her eyes fixed on her bloody fingers, her breathing slow but deep. "It's starting." Leon pointed his chin to her chest, fur started to grow, her hands were next, her nails came out, her finger became sturdier, her whole body did. Clover went over to her and took off her shoes. We raised an eyebrow at her "What? Manalo Blahnik's!" she stated holding them up, like it was an obvious and normal thing to do - women.

The girl crouched up in the corner of the bed, her breathing heavy, the procedure of the transformation going only slowly. "Kala, dear, you have to stop fighting the transformation, you are only hurting yourself." Clover tried to approach her, just when she touched her trembling hands, the girls head snapped up, growling viciously at her. "Don't be sca..." Clover wanted to pet her head but the girl jumped at her. Throwing Clover to the floor, while being herself on top, trying to gouge out her eyes. Leon reacted faster than me, throwing the girl into the dresser, wood splinter flew all around the room. "Are you alright Clover?" I helped her up. "Yes, it just took me by supr..." the girl growled a second and jumped on Leons back next. She rammed her claws in his chest, biting in his shoulder, blood came out of his wounds and dripped on the carpet. "Bitch." Leon hissed before grabbing her hair trying to pull her way. His jacked ripped but it didn't help getting her of his back. He tried to be somewhat gentle, not wanting to hurt the girl too much. She bit his arm, while trying to hold on his back with her left, she used her right to hold his hand away form herself, she scratched him up to the elbow, all the while growling furiously.

The scene was amazing, Leon, attacked by a halfway transformed girl, and she did the job in keeping him in check, she was like a snake or rabid squirrel, when Leon moved she moved as well, avoiding his hands, biting him, scratching him up to the flesh, with her almost not- there- claws. The scene lasted just thirty seconds, Clover pushed me into her and Leon ordering me to do something. I grabbed her and threw her into the mirror on the wall, she paused for a second, confused when she saw herself in one piece of the mirror. Before she could react again I went over to her, pressed her head down with my left, my right holding her by the hip. She tried to move my hand with her claws but before she could scratch me up like Leon, I rammed my knee into her side. She spite blood and growled at me while she ripped the carped under her hands apart, just like with the mattress.