Slappy

"I can't believe she covered for him!" I thought to myself as I paced back and forth. I mean it was perfect. The older girl was obviously the ring leader of the pack. I had hoped to turn her against my current slave. Brats were always easier to deal with one at a time. They tended to band together when more than one of them had strong wills but she hadn't. I would have to think of something else. I Had to freeze and slump against the wall. Unfortunately, it was the Fox brat so as much as I hated to I had to stay still. One slave knowing about me was enough for now. Jamie had already outed me but if another claimed I was alive it could mean trouble.

I had to wait until my slave and the Fox brat were asleep before I moved again. He had been looking forward to tormenting Jamie but that would have to wait. I felt incredibly still as I stretched my wooden limbs. The hallway was completely dark except for a night light as I made my way down it. Someone opened a door and I dropped to the ground like the lifeless dummy they believed me to be. Whoever it was managed to trip over me. Judging from the gasp of shock it was the ring leader herself. She picked me up roughly by the back of my jacket and tossed me into my slave's closet. Unbelievable! How dare she touch me like that. I heard the bedroom door close and quickly got up. "That's it! Game on girly!" I growled and I straightened my jacket. I hurried down the hall after her. Luckily she had left her own door open but I was not prepared for what I saw. The room was well lit by the full moons light. She was shaking terribly and her long blond hair had turned as white as the night clothes she was wearing as she staggered to the window. "Wait a minute those weren't her night clothes that was fur!" I realized as she leapt out the window. I want to say I ran over to the window immediately but in all reality it took me a minute to get over my shock before I could even move. I had just made it to the window in time to see her white form disappear into the woods and a strange wolf like howl rang through the air.

I couldn't believe it. She was a freaking werewolf! Did she know what she was? This could be bad for me. She might have already realized that he really was alive. I closed the window in case she came back during the night. This wasn't his first werewolf. If she did come back she would kill everyone here and I couldn't have that, at least not yet. Maybe I could work this to my advantage. Something shiny on the nightstand caught my attention. I picked it up and studied it. It was a key but not just any key, this was the same key I saw her grab out of the barn. This was a key to a diary. Many of my past girl slaves had them and if this girl knew she was a werewolf she would have written about it there. All I had to do was find it. It didn't take long to find it considering she hadn't really hidden it. It was in the nightstand drawer. I climbed on the bed. No need in being uncomfortable while I caught up on my reading. Before I could open it something else caught my attention. A dinosaur toy on a top shelf that appeared to have glowing blue eyes. I could have sworn that it was watching me but I ignored it for now. I was even more shocked at what was written in the diary. There was the odd entry about her wolf transformation but most of the entries were about her being a dragon. She had written about her various experiences with her powers and had even diagramed some of the features of her dragon form. I reread the book several times. This didn't make any sense. No creature I've ever encountered had these powers. I had never encountered a dragon before but even if that was what she was it didn't explain her transforming into a werewolf. By now the sun was beginning to peak through the window. I guess I will just have to ask her myself.