Kale pawed the ground. It was full moon. She let out a low growl. A hummingbird zoomed through the air and she swatted at it in vain. It buzzed its curses at her and flitted away. She - no, the beast inhabiting her body - trotted along to the park. She was tracking a scent that her incredible sense of smell had picked up. An odd, powerful smell that reminded her of someone she knew in her human state. She didn't know how - werewolves are not exactly smart - but the scent was so strong, so like her own. Could it be another werewolf? Was that even possible? She sniffed the air and her eyes narrowed. Across the park, behind the swing set, a large dog lay panting. It seemed to sense Kale and rose up in a seductive manner. It paced the lawn, Kale's eyes following him as he moved, flexing his shoulder blades in a show-offy way. He's a werewolf, too! she thought. Apparently all the other werewolf had on his mind was eating and mating, he was more likely than not older than Kale. One of the male werewolf's ears had a streak of blue running from the tip of it to the middle of his head, Kale's powerful eyes could see it even though the werewolf's fur was midnight black. She noticed with fear that the werewolf had a small hole in its side. That's the werewolf that bit me! she thought with realization. But. . .how is that even possible? He's supposed to be dead! But even more captivating than the bullet hole, was that streak of blue. She gave his head one last look, then turned and pranced away, leaving the male to cast his eyes downward in defeat.
In the morning, Kale awoke on her front lawn. She had come back home right after the park and fell asleep outside. Now she saw that she was nude, and she stood up and rushed inside. After taking a shower and clothing herself, she called Jay and told him to come over. He arrived in less than fifteen minutes.
"Hey!" she kissed him tenderly. He returned the kiss and she grabbed his shirt and pulled it up off of him.
A small hole rested near his ribcage.
She pulled back from him and placed her hand over her mouth in surprise. "You. . ."
"I. . .Kale. . ." he stammered, pulling his shirt back on.
"I've known since last night. It was why I invited you. I'm just. . .shocked. Why'd you do it? Why'd you make me this way?"
"I'm not going to apologize. What I did to you was a blessing."
"I killed two people!"
He said nothing.
"You said it's a gift, right? Well, can I return it?"
"It isn't a sweater that you can just take back to the store and forget about. You have to die for it to stop."
"I thought you died."
"Bullets can't kill me."
"But silver -"
"Those bullets weren't pure silver. They were simply coated with silver. They have to bullets with a silver center." Kale was speechless. She just glared at him like he was crazy. "I did this because I love you."
"I know. Meet me by the beach tomorrow."
"Okay." Jay started to hug her, but she shrugged him off. He left with a final look of longing in her direction. She laid on the bed and sobbed her way into the night, straight through her transformation.