Wolfsbane
Wolfsbane
I didn’t really feel like going to that party, but my
girlfriend Julie convinced me. It was too crowded and crowds were dangerous for
someone like me. Mind you, it’s not that they could hurt me, it was more like
what they could accidentally provoke in me that then would hurt them! Too many
people always meant too many hearts beating, too much blood pumping... that was
too appetising.
“It’s my boss’s 10th anniversary with the company, I can’t
miss it.” Julie had said while eagerly browsing dresses on Google. “I know you
don’t like her much, but this is important for me. Do you really think you will
transform? It’s not even full moon yet and you have been quite good with people
lately.”
It was true I had got better at taming the beast within and
months could go by without me ending up in my wolf shape howling at the moon
somewhere. It was harder during the full moon but I had managed. Yet there were
things that could make me lose control and transform. Large crowds was one of
them. I was fine with small groups of people but anything more than twenty was
too much. But I also knew how much Julie liked her boss even though I didn’t.
When we had first and last met, I didn’t like her posh ways nor how she treated
Julie like a servant. Yet my girlfriend followed her like a puppy.
“I’m really not sure.”
Julie turned her beautiful red-flamed head to stare at me
with her water-green eyes. She was the only person who knew my secret and had
never judged me for that.
“You’ve been so good lately, Hairy Harry.” she loved calling
me that. “Let’s go for at least one hour and if you start feeling funny we will
immediately come home.”
I ended up agreeing. I could always try to stay at a corner,
away from the buzz.
———-
We walked in the big saloon where people were chatting and
enjoying themselves with glasses of champagne and appetisers. It wasn’t too
loud, something I was thankful for. Too much noise messed up my senses. They
smelled nice - not perfume nor shower nice - but it wasn’t enough to arouse me.
I could handle it.
After greeting some coworkers and wishing a happy birthday
to her boss, Julie and I sat at the huge, long mahogany table. We were close to
the kitchen but even if we weren’t, my nose would always be able to detect
that. I turned my head only to see one of the chefs sneak something into a
plate. Would that be my plate?
“Wolfsbane...” I thought to myself as I immediately got up
to go investigate.
“Harry, what’s up?” Julie asked me in surprise.
“Toilet.” was my only answer.
Someone here knew my secret. One just doesn’t sneak
wolfsbane into a party. But who? I trusted Julie with my life.
“Excuse me, sir. You can’t just walk into the kitchen like
that.” the security guy at the kitchen’s entrance told me, placing himself
between me and the door. He was tall and muscular but no match to me if we had
to fight.
“I have reasons to believe something strange is being placed
in the food.” I said straightaway, not bothered that anyone could take offence.
By now the cooks were staring at me, puzzled. All but one,
who kept mixing his pot as if deliberately ignoring us. I pushed the security
away and rushed towards the man. The wolfsbane smell was now so intense I
started feeling dizzy. I grabbed him by his shoulders, as the security followed
me.
“You! What are you putting in the food?” I demanded to know.
“Sir, if you don’t get out of here, I will call my
colleagues and the police to arrest you.” the security said, taking his
walkie-talkie from his pocket.
I was getting angry and felt threatened. If someone there
was using wolfsbane, my secret could soon be revealed. Anger wasn’t good
either, it could make me transform too. I took a deep breath and stared at the
cook.
“What are you putting in the food?” I repeated.
“Sir, I don’t know. She gave me this and told me to put it
in your plate.”
“She? Who is she?”
“I am.” a voice came from the entrance. I turned my head and
stared at her. Tall, elegant, her beautiful dark hair hanging down her
shoulders and contrasting with her lemon dress. Julie’s boss.
I was dumbstruck. I never really liked her but how had she
found out? Julie showed up behind her looking terribly confused. She stared at
me, then at her boss, then back at me.
“What....?” she asked in a tiny voice.
Her boss smiled, her eyes hooked on me like a hunter who had
just trapped his prey.
“Julie here is a sweetheart. A lovely girl. As lovely as she
is stupid and naive. So easy to befriend her and get information out of her.
But you must know that, Hairy Harry.”
We both looked at each other. Julie had tears in her eyes,
her face going red with the betrayal.
“You said you’d never tell anyone.” she cried, grabbing her
boss’s arm. “Please let him go. He’s never done anything wrong, never hurt
anyone.”
“Imagine how I will be rewarded for capturing this beast.”
From the corner of my eye I saw three more security guys
approaching. Julie was sobbing and begging them to leave me alone. As to me...
I was properly pissed at how this woman had taken chances and fooled my
girlfriend. And it was now a matter of surviving.
“You forgot one thing, Adele. Wolfsbane smell itself isn’t
enough to stop me. And I didn’t ingest a bit. So if you wanted to weaken me,
your plan failed epically.” I said with a smirk, feeling my wolf blood starting
to pump in my veins. The securities grabbing me was the last straw that broke
the camel’s back. As I raised my head and growled, they started shouting and
running around the kitchen like headless chickens, trying to get something they
could use against me. Julie screamed.
“Harry, no!”
But it was too late. Without caring what would happen next, I let myself fully transform and did what a werewolf is supposed to do. I can only say that only Julie survived the carnage... but she never again wanted to see me.
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Enjoyed this story? Check my other Werewolf Stories, which I post every Full Moon:
Officer Brooks' Creepy Blue Eyes
Midnight Shift at the Zoology Museum
Or some of my non-werewolf stories:
Fluffy, the Spiteful Cat
Behold the Brave New World
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