A Werewolf - Cassidy

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When Cassidy found out you were a werewolf, it amused him; he only ever found out because he followed you into the woods when you ran out one night, only to see you transform and try his best not to laugh.

"Is that why you've been eatin' dog food?" He teased, but when you only turned around to him and glared, he knew what he had to do; he had been told of the old stories about werewolves, how the only way to get them to become human again was to say your name. "(Y/N)."
An eerie, painful, howl tore through the air as he watched you change back to your human form, your eyes wide and fearful.

"Cass?" You whispered, frozen.

"Yeah," he nodded, walking toward you and taking your hand in his. "It's me. Why didn't you bloody tell me?"

"I... I was scared," you admitted. "I was scared you'd stop loving me if you found out I was..."

"A werewolf," Cassidy sighed. "I'm just glad I know now."

"You are?"

"Makes things a lot easier, lyin' to padre about your whereabouts and whatnot."

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