Chapter 36: 'Filthy Mutt'

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"Good morning."

Dan shot up and growled loudly, his eyesight was blurred so all he could see were bright colors of red and yellow. When his eyesight cleared he looked over and saw Phil and Harry lift him up after they unchained him. Dan's arms were on both of the men's shoulders as they took him to the bus. They laid him down on the couch and sighed deeply as Dan's eyes closed softly, his lips showing a gentle smile, his hair; dirty but still straight as could be.

"I'm gonna go get the chain," Harry as he left the bus for a split second.

Phil clicked his tongue and found a blanket to cover his friend up, Dan closed his eyes even tighter and pulled the blanket off his body, sweat dripping down his head.

"Oh yeah, fever, right."

Phil looked around for a cloth of sorts when Harry came back in with the bag in hand.

"Hey where are your washcloths, I'm gonna wet it for Dan's fever?"

Harry pointed to a box where Phil pulled out a white cloth, he wet it in the bathroom sink and placed it on his friend's forehead as Harry started driving away, back to the Las Vegas Strip. Immediately after the cloth was gently placed a drop of blood fell from Phil's nose and land on Dan's exposed forehead.

Dan's eyes opened quickly as he grabbed Phil by his wrist, he lifted his body up and growled loudly. Phil didn't know what to do as he stared into his best friends eyes, as soon as Dan breathed in, he let go and laid back down.

Dan looked up at Phil, "I'm so sorry, I'm such a lunatic."

Then he closed his eyes and fell fast asleep, Phil sat near him and held his bleeding wrist with the white cloth, staining it red.

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Later on that night

After the show Dan found himself wandering around the hotel lobby, it was 3 a.m so the lights were off, but as a werewolf, he could see in the dark perfectly. His eyes glowed a bright yellow as he sat on one of the couches. Dan's pj's felt tight and a bit hot, but he didn't want to think about it.

"So you're finding your room suffocating too?"

Dan looked up and saw to his surprise, Anthony walking up and sitting next to him.

"What are you doing here?"

Anthony laughed softly, "To see Las Vegas with Ian, did you see Jack as well, he told me about the full moon, but we got here after the full moon last night so I transformed at home."

Dan shook his head, "Yeah, I did see him, he always seems to be everywhere, even though he tells me he's going back to Ireland."

"He's a good alpha, even though he's not our alpha, he always seems to be there for us."

Anthony's eyes glowed a bright yellow as well so he could see Dan clearer.

"I saw your alpha."

Anthony nodded and looked away, his exposed fang biting his tongue.

"You did?"

Dan nodded, "She helped me actually."

Anthony smiled and stood up, he looked down at his friend and smiled widely, his eyes dark and tired.

"How was your second transformation?"

Dan chuckled to himself and looked over at the unlit fireplace, "I'm getting used to it, but it's still painful as hell."

"Wanna know a little secret?"

Dan looked back at Anthony with a questioned look on his face.

"After all this time- I'm still not used to it."

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