The Alpha's drudge

Her eyes moved in the direction the door opened - right to left.
The door was open now and the one who had opened has still not got his hands off the door handle. Martha, while looking at the person who had opened the door, traversed her eyes firstly from the hand that had opened the door.

It was hairy and dark. Her eyes slowly climbed upwards of the hand and the dense black hairs just wouldn't come to a halt. She noticed the chest which was broad and muscular and of course, hairy.

In a fragment of second, she analyzed the entire body and couldn't make out anything until she looked way upwards all the way to the head and that her most terrific of emotions got triggered.
Just like the rest of the body, the head too was dark and the eyes were as fierce as blazing fire. Martha was beyond terrified and a whisper escaped her mouth,

"A werewolf!?