The Werewolf of Castlevania (Book 2)

Chapter 17 - The Dawn of a New Day

*I realized I mention the half form a bunch but never really explained it. Half form for a wolf includes longer canines, glowing wolf eyes, lengthening of nails, heighted but not full strength/speed/senses, wolf ears/tail, focused aggression. Triggers are usually high emotions, pain, or presence of another wolf who is deemed a threat. * 

Another day another... HOLY FUCK THAT HURT! I let out a muffled hurting groan into the soft pillow. My back hurts like a bitch. Ouchy!

Slowly I drag myself out of the comfort of my bed. It hurts so much. Not even daring to try and change my shirt but I do pull on a pair of forest green leggings.

The castle halls look completely different from last night as if somehow had turned back the hands of time. The shredded curtains were gone, as where the cobwebs and dust. It gave the place a homey feel.

I push my shoulders back trying to keep pressure off my back as I wander through the castle taking in everything. It looked like the day I left, it looked like home.

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My wandering brought me to the door to the kitchen, it stood ajar. Inside I could hear a soft humming, trying not to disturb the culprit on the other side I slowly pushed open the door taking in the sight in front of me. Alucard had his back to me, his hips slowly swaying as he hummed. It was beautiful, almost mesmerizing watching the morning light reflect off his golden hair.

I accidentally let a soft giggle escape when Alucard whips around and catches sight of me dropping the bowl in his hands.

"Charlie! Where did you come from?"

I raise an eyebrow at him. The opportunity could not have been more perfect "From my mom's belly, where did you come from Alucard."

The dhampir deadpanned at my comeback as he tried to clean up the spilled bowl. "Look what you made me do Charlie. I was trying to cook us a lovely breakfast."

Humming I kneel to help him mop up the spilled eggs "Yeah well doing a lovely impression of a Gresit street dancer." I grin cheekily at the glaring Alucard patting his cheek "It was lovely darling." Under the glare I see the playful twinkle that I have missed so dearly.

Suddenly Alucard leaps over the mess tackling me into a roll. We roll across the floor until Alucard comes out on top pinning my wrists on either side of my head. For a moment we get lost in each others eyes, reflections of a longing love. Then a certain part of my back touched the cold stone ground sending a spike of pain through my back causing my face to contort in pain. Alucard instantly sat up fearing he hurt me giving me the opportunity to sit up as well relieving the pressure on my back.

"It's your back isn't it?..." Alucard gently touched my arm trying to figure out what was causing the pain.

I nod slowly "It's not healing. I don't know why."

He nodded before super speeding away leaving me sitting on the floor. Well that was something I guess.

Then he was back with a box "Sit." he commanded, pointing at a chair. Slowly but surely I clamber up and plop my ass in the chair. Alucard moved behind me, his long fingers gently grabbing the bottom of my shirt pulling the loose fitting material up to my shoulders. "Hold" obeying I grabbed the bunch of cloth holding it up as Alucard examined the wound.

"Charlie, these wounds are deep, they are going to need to be cleaned and stitched." I winced trying to think of a way out of it coming up with nada. I really hate needles. Sensing my hesitation Alucard gently places his hand over mine "It will be over soon."

Grinding my teeth together Alucard takes it as a cue to press a damp cloth into the wound. Pain instantly spikes through my back making me groan, forcing down a shift as he keeps going whispering soft words of encouragement.

"Fuuuckkk...." I groan gripping the fabric as my back feels like it's on fire. Cold sweat drips down my forehead as the burning finally subsides. The worst part isn't over yet.

"You're going to have to hold still." Alucard whispers squeezing my hand in encouragement.

I groaned in pain, my head falling forward, it was taking every part of my will not to shift into my half form. "Hurry up Alucard."

A second later I feel the smooth metal pierce my skin pulling the silk thread after it. It seems like hours that I sit there letting Alucard slowly stitch me back together. The fricken perk to being a werewolf was that I healed from wounds and didn't have to do this shit.

Finally Alucard announces his completion and I let go of the wrinkled shirt. Everything felt fuzzy, I wanted to empty out my gut onto the floor from exhaustion. A cool cup is pressed into my hand and I quickly gulp down the cold liquid. The room slowly comes back into focused making me very aware that I am drenched in sweat. Too exhausted to fight instinct anymore I let go feeling my body shift into my half form. Then everything fades into black.