the,
I’m-a-werewolf tales. You are a little old now for telling fibs.” Before London
knew it, she was flying through the air across the room. She landed with the
futon sofa breaking her fall.
Jumping up, London got mad as the water she had been
drinking hit the ground spilling all over the floor. “What the fuck?”
Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. Zoey had tossed
London across the room. It would have been almost impossible for a man to do
that. London wasn’t little by any means and that was a long way for any human. Looking
back and forth from Zoey to the couch, London’s mouth fell open, and she
focused on Zoey, whose eyes were glowing yellow again.
London couldn’t believe that small Zoey had tossed
her across the room like a sack of potatoes, and her breathing became erratic
as she realized that Zoey was telling the truth or she was on some powerful
steroids.
“Hell. Really? You were telling the truth. You…you
are really a werewolf?”
Zoey nodded then sat back down on the bed.
“Can you turn into a wolf?” London whispered as she
sat down hard on the couch.
“Yes.”
London couldn’t stop herself. She had to see it to
truly believe that werewolves existed. “Show me.”
Tucking her feet under her, she watched Zoey take
all her clothes off. Then before she could ask how she would do it. Zoey
shifted into a black wolf.
“Ho…ly shit.” London was up and off the couch in a
few seconds as she stared at Zoey’s wolf. She was beautiful but frightening
too. She had never been this up close and personal with a real wolf before.
The wolf walked closer when London jumped behind the
futon. “St-stay right there. You-you-sit. Just let me get used to this. Don’t
move.” Grabbing the side of the couch needing the support, London got down on
one knee and blew out the breath she had been holding.
“Shit…shit…I thought you were joking. I can’t
believe it, but you’re right there. I’m so sorry. I should have asked you to
show me before. I’m really sorry.” Zoey’s wolf appeared to be smiling. Turning
her head sideways, London shook her head. “Did you just smile at me?” The wolf
nodded her head.
“Can I touch you?” London watched as the wolf lay
down on the floor. Hesitantly, she walked around the couch and sat down. Slowly
she put her hand on the wolf’s fur then ran her hand up and down its back.
“Your fur is so soft. I’ve never been this close to
a wolf before. Your eyes are still blue, Zoey. I just never knew. I thought my
grandmother was crazy. The woman was telling me the truth.”
Zoey suddenly shifted back. “Ugg. A little notice
next time, please?” London said as she removed her hand from Zoey’s naked back.
“Does it hurt when you do that?”
“No it doesn’t now, but when I had my first change,
it hurt like a bitch.”
London smiled. It was funny how comfortable they
were together. Here they were in their dorm room and one of them had just
turned into a wolf.
“Does everyone in your family turn into wolves and
howl at the moon.” London sat down Indian style on the floor quizzing her best
friend.
“We call it shifting or transforming, but to answer
your question, yes everyone in my family turns into a wolf. We don’t always
howl at the moon either.” London laughed so hard her stomach hurt.
“Wow. This is so strange. I can’t wrap my mind around
it. It’s incredible Zoey, but if we’re going to talk about families then maybe
you should get all your clothes on. You’re kinda freaking me out.” Zoey and
London both cracked up laughing. “All of this is freaking me out Zo. This is
really hard to believe, I think I need a beer so it can sink in. Never did I
think you were telling me the truth about being a werewolf. Okay, let’s go eat
girl and you can tell me more.”
* * * *
Two beers and large spaghetti with meatballs later,
Zoey asked, “Tell me about your grandmother.”
Blowing out a long sigh, London explained how