How Not To Be A Werewolf (Editing)

I Have An Out Of Body Experience

When I woke it seemed like hours had passed. As I looked around I could see Kian, Victoria and the werewolf all standing and looking at me with almost identical expressions. Both Kian and Victoria looked scared, all three had looks that were full of worry.

I couldn't have been out for too long, considering we were all still in the forest, and sunlight was still streaming through the branches above us.

I lent down on the floor, trying to push myself up, only to find that I couldn't. I mean, I literally couldn't. Every time I tried to press down on the floor it would just pass through my hand. Confused, I sat up slightly and looked next to me, where I could see my own body lying peacefully on the floor, still unconscious.

I had to look twice.

There was a part of me that was really hoped I was dreaming what I was seeing. It would be a seriously trippy fucking dream to have, but still, I was really hoping that was the case.

"Hey, are you okay?"

I look over at Kian as he sat down next to me on the grass. "What the fuck happened to me?" I asked, "Am I dead?"

"You'd be so lucky, pup." The gruff voice of the other man answered. "You're not dead yet. You were losing control so I just helped you to separate yourself from your body. It's an old technique that helps us to control the wolf."

"Uh, I see."

I didn't, and now I was incredibly freaked out. This was truly an out of body experience. Not exactly something I had been prepared for. My head was still spinning with all the information as I looked over at my own face.

I must be going mad.

"You've only recently been turned, haven't you?" The man asked as he joined me and Kian on the floor, "I can smell it on you. A day or two at most, am I right?"

"Yeah, well it was today. Yesterday. It's kind of complicated."

"I'm sure it is," The man replied. "Now, I know that you were all watching me back in the clearing. I could smell you. I just want to know why you were spying on me."

"That's also complicated," I replied. "We could ask you the same question, why are you out here?"

The man smiled. "That's a good question, but it's the wrong one. There's something else that you want to ask me, isn't there?"

There was. My mind was still heading back to what happened in the clearing. I wanted - no I needed - to understand why there were now two people dead because of this werewolf.

"Why did you kill them?"

"There we go. That's the question." he replied. "I was hunted out by them. I was chased by them. I'll admit in the moment I lost control. I won't apologise for what I did, but I do regret that you had to witness it. Especially as a newborn. It's never easy to come to terms with our animalistic nature."

"You're a monster." It was horrible enough that he had killed two people, but the fact that he had absolutely no remorse made it even worse.

"Maybe I am a monster," he admitted, "But, you are just the same."

No. I wasn't the same as him. We might both be werewolves, but apart from that, we had absolutely nothing in common. He was a fucking psycho. There was no way that we were even remotely the same. Right?

"Put me back in my body," I said.

I was done with this. We knew what had happened during the attack. We knew this man was behind it all, and yet there was nothing we could do to stop it now. All we could do was to get back to our own time and speak to the Council, try to convince them.

"Sure." The man replied casually standing up, "After I've killed both of your friends. You will learn, Alec, the reality about being a true werewolf." 

How the bloody hell did he know who I was?

I was pretty sure that none of us had told him our names.

"Who are you?" I asked with a growl that seemed to come from deep inside my chest. My inner wolf was angry, and I didn't blame it.

"You don't remember me, do you? No. The first night is always a blur. It's the genes changing inside of you, they do tend to mess with your memory."

Then my mind flashed back to a point on the night I had been attacked. I remembered being alone in the garden of Ryan's house. I had been texting on my phone. I remember then looking up and seeing the same man, his blue eyes lit up as he smiled.

"Hi. I'm Jonathan. This is a great party, right?"

"Yeah," I replied.

Then my memory flashed forward. We were walking together through the forest. I turned around and lost sight of Jonathan in the shadows, then I heard growling from somewhere behind me.

Oh shit, now everything was starting to make sense.

I was only remembering snippets, although I wasn't sure if I really wanted to. It just made me feel sick inside. Jonathan had attacked me. He was the werewolf who turned me.

"I remember you, Jonathan. You're the one who led me away from the party that night."

Victoria looked at me, her face white, "Alec, what the hell are you talking about?"

"He's the one who bit me!"

Jonathan sneered and laughed as I truly realised who he was. "I had planned for that night to be your death, Alec. Of course, if your little bloodsucking friend here hadn't intervened and stopped me it would have been."

"If had gotten there earlier I could have stopped you altogether," Kian said bitterly. "The Council knew there might be a problem at that party, they sent me to keep an eye on things. Seems they were right."

"See, now this is exactly why The Council created the Accords and began to track us all." Victoria said, "It's because of people like you..."

Victoria never got to finish her sentence as Jonathan suddenly pounced at us.