There it was again. That sound. It was distant, yet so familiar. It could be described as a warm, soft buzz. And it took her back to the moment her life changed, every time…

There was nothing to eat. Wasn't it amazing that she could spend two hours shopping, not to mention the hundreds of dollars each month, and yet there seemed to be nothing in the house to eat? With a sigh, Ainsley closed the refrigerator door and headed towards her phone. She scrolled through her contacts until she came to the local Chinese restaurant. This was the second time this week and she had to start planning her meals better, Ainsley thought as she poked her own stomach.

Thirty minutes later, just after she had hopped out of the shower, she heard the doorbell ring. Ainsley murmured a curse below her breath as she scrambled to wrap herself in a towel. "Coming!" She grabbed the cash next to her keys and opened the door. Her smile faded as her eyes slid past the teenager standing there with her lemon chicken. There was something out there, just beyond the end of her dirt driveway.

The electric fear that shot through Ainsley's entire body covered her in goosebumps. Yes, there was definitely some large creature out there, hovering in the shadows. "Ma'am?" The boy cleared his throat, immediately snapping Ainsley back to reality.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I just thought I saw some strange animal out there." She smiled even though she felt its eyes upon her exposed skin. "Be careful getting back into your car. We get wild dogs every once in awhile." Ainsley said carefully as she swapped the cash for the food. The boy thanked her and was off before she knew it. It took Ainsley a few seconds to realize that she was still standing in the doorway, in a towel no less, her eyes straining to catch another glimpse of the animal.

"Hum," she closed the door and secured both locks. Flipping on the television, Ainsley took the food to the couch, opting out of changing first. Her last thoughts on the animal were rationalizing it to something roaming from the nearby national park. And with that, she opened her bag of food and smiled.

There. Yes. Her, its her. I can smell her scent. Sweet and sticky, masked with some sort of fragrant soap. She blew a quick burst of air through her nostrils. Why cover up such a beautifully complex smell with bars of soap? She pondered with disgust.

A small Civic pulled up the bumpy driveway. The kid didn't even glance at her, despite the fact that she bore holes into his back. She ran her tongue across her incisors but quickly pushed those thoughts away. This was the second time he'd been here, bringing her food. Her mate. She must be starving to eat anything that smelled like that.

After ringing the doorbell a second time, Devon heard her call out. A minute later the door opened and Devon sucked in the air, trying to take in the stronger scents the wind carried. She felt her body vibrate as the woman looked to where Devon had been moments before. She knows I'm here, she can feel me. Devon waited until she looked at her food before trotting swiftly into the woods.

The excitement of the event had her running faster than usual. It had her digging in her claws deeper, leaping higher over fallen trees, it had her clicking her teeth in anticipation. The time was drawing closer. It was something that both women understood.