Final chapter! Woooooo! WARNING: More violence and gore ahead. (It's slightly a pun) a head. HAHAHAHAH! Read and you will understand!

"Well, well, well. Seems to me like we have ourselves a little vampire infestation."

"Back off!" Shawn snapped coming forward putting himself in front of the detective.

"Oh, a rogue werewolf. I'm quaking in my boots." The black haired werewolf sneered smirking. A few other werewolves came out of the trees surrounding Shawn and Lassiter.

"Why's a little Were like you, protecting a vamp like that? Hmmm? You his little pet?" Shawn growled in anger.

"I'm no one's pet!" He snarled viciously. The alpha of the pack sneered in response.

"Really?" He questioned chuckling before turning towards the werewolf beside him.

"Kill the vampire." He ordered. Shawn's eyes glowed gold and filled with pure hate and fury. His fingers elongated into sharp black claws making the alpha freeze.

'It isn't the full moon,' he thought. 'How can he be transforming? The eyes,' He realized. 'They're gold, not amber, gold. He's a True Born.'

"Leave him alone or I will rip your fucking head off." Shawn snarled growling. The black haired alpha nodded, eyes wide with fear. One of the werewolves in the back sneered to himself angrily.

'Our alpha is so damn weak. Just look at him cowering at the sight of the weak rogue. I'll take care of the werewolf and that bloodsucking vampire and when I do I will be alpha!' He thought lunging towards Shawn.

He didn't get very far when an enraged Shawn grabbed him by the throat and pulled. His head went rolling along the ground, expression forever stuck with a look of anger, fear and confusion. A thick stench of urine filled the air as several of the werewolves pissed themselves. Shawn took a step forward and most of them, including the alpha, flinched. He smirked, golden eyes flashing in amusement.

"Anyone else want to try me?" He asked, glaring at the werewolves. No one moved and no one spoke. "Good. Come along Lassie, let's go." Lassiter scowled.

"So you're just letting them go?" he hissed angrily, blue eyes, slightly turning red. "You told me that the werewolf responsible for the murder would be found in these woods and there they were." Shawn whirled around grabbing the detective by the throat and slamming him into the ground before pinning him down forcibly.

"Take care how you speak to me vampire," Shawn growled. "If you hadn't noticed, not all werewolves have exactly the same scent. The werewolf responsible was not in the pack we encountered. So, that means he is still out there. Probably planning another attack." He let the detective up off the ground and turned away before sighing. "Look Lassie, I know you're new to this whole vampire thing so I shouldn't have gotten so angry with you."

"It's in the past Spencer. But I need to know, why was that alpha so frightened when you did that claw thing?" Lassiter asked.

"I am what is known as a True Born, a werewolf born to ordinary human parents." Shawn explained. "Because True Borns are not ruled by the moon we can transform when we wish. We can even do a partial transformation, hence the 'claw thing'. The eyes also give it away, ordinary werewolves have amber colored eyes while True Borns, like myself, have golden eyes." Lassiter nodded.

"Any idea which way the murdering werewolf went?" He asked changing the subject. Shawn closed his eyes and breathed in, scenting the air.

"He's heading towards the northern clearing." He replied opening his eyes, revealing the intense golden glow of his simmering anger. Shawn turned away and took off at full speed, shocking the detective.

"Shit!" Lassiter exclaimed racing after him. There was a loud splash and a quite eep that sounded nearby. Lassiter burst out of the trees and couldn't help but smirk at the sight before him. Shawn had managed to trip and fall into the pond and was now dripping wet with his meticulously styled hair plastered to his head. Shawn glanced up at him.

"Aren't you going to help me out?" Shawn asked.

"Sorry, I'd rather not smell like a wet dog, thanks." Lassiter replied with a smirk. Shawn pouted as he pulled himself out of the pond. Then smirked as an idea came to him. When he neared Lassiter, he shook his head, splattering the older male with thick droplets of dog-scented water. Lassiter scowled and glared at Shawn.

"What?" Shawn asked with an innocent look on his face. Lassiter shook his head before stomping off.

"Let's go, the werewolf isn't going to catch himself for us." He snapped.

They finally came across the werewolf in a clearing, leisurely licking blood from his hands. Shawn growled, recognizing Evelyn's scent. The werewolf turned towards the sounds and grinned.

"Ah, hello my fellow were." He said smiling. "I see you brought me a little vamp snack."

"He is not a snack." Shawn snarled. "And you are no friend of mine." The werewolf blinked in confusion before stalking forwards, a murderous glint in his amber eyes.

"Then die." He said, as he advanced. There was a blur as Shawn moved, catching the werewolf off guard and on his ass as he pounced on the murderer, growling. Shawn's fingers elongated into black claws which he dug into the were's neck drawing blood. The werewolf froze in fear and let out a little whimper.

"I submit." Don't kill me, please! Please don't." Shawn's eyes narrowed.

"I bet the girl pleaded with you for her life too. Did you listen? Hmmm? DID YOU SPARE HER LIFE?" Shawn screamed in rage, snarling digging his claws in deeper. Tears filled the werewolf's eyes and he let out another pathetic whimper as he wet himself.

"I didn't think so." Shawn growled, ripping the crying werewolf's head off. Lassiter just looked on, shocked. Shawn calmly climbed to his feet and turned towards the detective.

"Are we done here?" Lassiter asked. "Or are you going to rip more heads off?" Shawn looked amused.

"Yeah, Lass, we're done."

(SBPD)

Lassiter and Shawn walked into the station later that day. Shawn needed to fill out a statement with his 'vision' for the case and Lassie needed to do some paperwork. Juliet frowned when Shawn walked past her.

"Is it just me or does it smell like wet dog in here?" She asked. Shawn flushed a bit and Lassiter smirked.

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