The never ending kind

16- How To Shift

It wasn't fun having waterlogged hair thanks to a rough guy that almost drowns you trying to wash the grass stains out of your fur. He wasn't too happy with me, probably because I accidentally peed on him just before passing out, and I wasn't too happy with him for hurting me then trying to drown me then getting my fur all wet then trying to suffocate me with a towel and so on. In comparison, the scales were definitely unfairly tipped.

Shivering in the towel, I growled at the sound of the blowdryer; knowing him, I could expect singed fur in my near future. So, of course, I tried to leave through the open door being used to more quickly ventilate the steam, "Nope."

Of course the bas-nugget decides to pick me up and plop me onto the counter by the sink, "Stay."

I sulked as he started the machine, his large hands pushing and scrubbing too roughly. I yelped and squirmed, flinching away from the machine when it stayed on one area to long. To say I was relieved when he put the machine away was an understatement. 

I looked at myself in the mirror, cocking my head; damn am I short now. My perusal was suddenly distracted by movement which just so happened to be my own tail... Weird. I wagged it, watching with interest before I began trying to catch it, nipping at the tip in curiosity. Tails are weird.

I only stopped when I noticed the stupid guy in the mirror chuckling. I glared at him, "Uh huh, you are so bad-ass for a pup."

I growled, though admitted utter defeat when he easily lifted me up and brought me into the bedroom. It didn't take me long to notice the stupid dog bed not far from the guy's King-sized human one. I dare you to just stick me in that, and see where it'll get you. I've done it once, embarrassingly, don't think I won't do it again. No, total bluff- I'm not even sure I can handle peeing in a form like this to begin with- but it's not like he knows that.

I was plopped down onto the bed. He had already taken care of the pee mess while I was passed out, "Okay, annoyingly enough, I guess you're stuck like that."

I huffed at him, rolling my eyes, which is weird to do in dog form, "Don't give me that attitude. I had no way to know that you weren't just being snarky with me, and the last time I had done that to you, it had actually worked."

I growled a bit at that, also annoyed that I couldn't communicate back to him, "And, I don't know why, but I can't seem to connect to you like I can with the others. I can talk mentally with those in wolf form usually, but for some reason, I can't do that to you; I can't hear anything you have to say."

Yeah buddy? Well, I had no idea that stuff was even possible, you weirdo. My ears perked up in sudden curiosity and worry at the idea that I couldn't shift back... And he couldn't make me shift back even as an alpha, "-But I can still command you as the Alpha, so maybe it'll just take a bit more time. Usually those that turn, turn wolf and pass out for a bit before shifting to human in their sleep. So, I guess we'll just have to play it by ear until you can shift back."

So that's your grand plan? To just sit on your arse and wait for some divine intervention or something? At least take me to a doctor! Wait. No, scratch the doctor. Divine intervention it is. At least I'm still alive. 

Ho, wait, maybe it was something the doctor had actually done to me? Now that was a thought...

"Urrr," I tugged at his sweats. He was annoyingly leaned back, remote in hand and flipping through the channels.

"Hungry?" Well, I was, but I wanted a pen and paper or something more. "Don't worry, thanks to your pee faux-pas, it's going to be delivered to us soon. Kibbles and bits sound good, hm?"

I knew he was only joking, but I wasn't definitely not in the mood. I tugged on him again, trying to move my paw to look like I was writing something, but it looked more like I was either digging to china or emulating a horse. Either way, the guy just laughed, rubbed my head and then stopped his surfing on some supernatural movie or show. 

The guy was totally dense, all the blood probably having left his head to feed all the muscles he sprouted. Annoyed, I pout- I mean, frowned in an adult manly way and tried to think how to get a pen and paper out of this lead-headed leader.

"-up. C'mon, pup, wake up," My head and body got smooshed into the comforter a few times, "Chow time."

Ugh, I'm gonna die from being slowly crushed into the bed. I wiggled away, shaking my body before carefully stepping on the bed to give myself more room. Don't tell me that I have to eat from a dog bowl on the floor, please. Please no dog bowl on the floor.

"I wouldn't do that," the alpha guy pulled on my ear while I, in exchange, tried to bite at the hand that should already be feeding me. He pulled me over, "Just make sure to eat on the tray so anything that spills won't get on the bed."

I wondered where his dickitude went. Why was he suddenly actually being nice to me? Just earlier he knocked me out trying to make me shift or whatever, then almost killed me trying to get me clean, and now he was actually letting me eat on his pristine bed. I'm sure spaghetti sauce will nicely stain the light grey comforter... Just kidding, as much as he deserves it, I wouldn't do something like that on purpose. These sheets are probably five times more expensive than the ones I bought. On my salary, the cheap ones were expensive. 

Rather than create more trouble, I carefully tried to eat the food that had been so nicely chopped up for me, trying not to be noisy or get food all over my- nose? Snout? I do admit to making a bite of a mess, only on the tray, from trying unsuccessfully to drink the water they had put in a soup bowl for me. I tried my best to ignore any and all sounds coming from him during this time.

"About done?" I looked over to him, growling when he cracked up. "You got a little, no, a lot all over. I hope it doesn't stain your coat or you'll have a pink goatee."

I huffed, trying to rub it on the small napkin that had been left on the tray, "Use your tongue. That's what wolves do when they eat to clean their face."

I scowled in response, "There's nothing wrong with doing something that will help get you clean. And you have to deal with the fact that you're now a lycan that shifts and turns from a human into a wolf."

I wanted to say that he was trying to be nice, but then I remembered that he was an asshat alpha that was a dick the first time we met even though I had apparently saved his little brother. Yeah, any feels died straight away. Instead, I went into the bathroom, jumped onto the toilet to get to the counter and used my paws to shift the handle for the water. Then, I did my best to clean my face only to freak when I saw the guy standing behind me in the mirror causing me to yelp and almost fall off. 

Annoyingly, he chuckled, cleaned and dried me, then brought me back over to the bed. Oh, great. Now what did he have in mind?