All Chapters of Fangs And Fur: A Werewolf Story : Chapter 61 - Chapter 65

Mike sat in silence for minutes, while Lauren waited. His face was shadowed by more than exhaustion; it was weighed down by something that couldn’t be spoken aloud. She’d been around him long enough to know his moods, but this was different. This was heavy and dark. “So, you found him,” she prompted. She tried to keep her voice steady, almost afraid of setting him off. "Did he...did Scott recognize you?"Mike didn’t respond at first. His hands clenched together on the table, knuckles white. “He wasn’t...he wasn’t Scott anymore.”Lauren bit her lip, not sure of what to say. She knew what he was hinting at but was terrified to hear it. “Mike… are you saying he was—?”“Rabid,” he finished, voice cold, clipped. “I went there to ask him for help, and I found... a monster. A wolf that wanted nothing but to tear me apart. And the worst part? I could see him—Scott. My friend. My best friend… just trapped, like a ghost, in those cursed red eyes.”Lauren reached for him, her fingers hovering n

Running as a wolf was exhilarating. The forest blurred past Lauren, trees and shadows twisting together into a single dark ribbon. She felt the earth under her paws, the wind streaking through her fur, the thundering of her pack all around her. It had been so long since she last did something like this, and for a few brief, wild moments, it was easy to forget why they were running in the first place.Eric.Aiden ran beside her, his sleek black wolf larger and faster than the others. His golden eyes flicked toward her, and for a split second, Lauren thought she saw something in them. Determination, maybe. Or worry. Whatever it was, it pushed her to run harder.Soon the edge of the forest came into view. Perkins was never much to look at. It was a grimy little town with cracked pavement and neon signs that flickered like they were running on borrowed time.Lauren shifted back into her human form first, and walked around to thaw herself out. She wiggled her fingers that were stiff from t

The sight stopped Lauren in her tracks.The room was massive, its walls lined with industrial shelves and crates. But it wasn’t the size or the clutter that made her freeze.It was the wolves. Dozens of them, filling the space, their eyes glowing with an unnatural red light. Each one snarled and snapped, their lips pulled back to reveal razor-sharp teeth. Lauren had forgotten just how terrified she was of these animals. She'd never seen so many of her father’s creations in one place before. These weren’t ordinary wolves. They were rabid, their movements jerky and their stares too focused.“They’re waiting for something,” Aiden muttered under his breath, stepping slightly in front of her. Lauren’s throat was dry. “Yeah,” she whispered. “A signal from my father to attack us.”The wolves didn’t attack, but their growls deepened as another sound entered the room: a door creaking open. Lauren and Aiden turned sharply toward it.From a side entrance, Dr. Makovsky stepped into view, wipin