The Questioning Eros's POV

It was a cold night. The wind nipped at my human skin, tempting the animal inside me to come out. I sighed, catching a glimpse of my breath as it hung in the air. I had sent two of my men, Sneer and Ulrik to fetch a man I wanted in the jail not far from our home. I sat in the carriage outside the building with my arms crossed. I hated being out in the open like this. There wasn't much that could hurt me, but it still made me wary.

When they came back, Sneer slid inside, followed by a gangly looking man. He looked weak and vulnerable, which was what I had expected. Ulrik whistled and slid in next, shutting the door. The carriage began to move through the streets, echoing in the darkness.

"Hey, hey now, watch it you brutes." The man said as Sneer and Ulrik squished him together. I sat with my legs crossed and hands folded. "What's going on? What do you want?"

"I've got questions for you. So you better think long and hard before you answer." I said, locking my eyes on him.

"What do you want to know?" He asked, one of his eyebrows went up.

"How close were you to that coven?"

"What are you talking about?"

"The coven. Your employers!" I snapped.

"I'm a man of my word. I'm not supposed to talk about what goes on inside that mansion." He smiled at me.

"Well you see, I don't necessarily agree with what goes on in that mansion. We do not get along with those Vampires."

"Wait. You know?" He looked me up and down.

"More then you can imagine…" I was getting bored with this already.

"Oh. You should have said that in the first place-" He began but I cut him off.

"I did."

"Oh. Well, I nearly escaped with my life! I was a servant. I cleaned the house, did their bidding. You know. Luckily, I was one of their favorites, and they didn't kill me like they would the others." He said, leaning back in the seat.

A couple minutes passed before I answered. "How did you escape?"

"Well, there was this one guy. Well he wasn't just a guy. He was more like… I don't know, I thought Vampires were strange." He stammered. I squinted to look at him, getting agitated. "He wasn't human like us, he smelled like an animal. Acted like one too. I guess you could say he was sort of like their pet. Only they trusted him. He was their butler."

"Butler?"

"Yeah. He would serve them and do other things. He would get real close to them, and they didn't bite him. Like I said, trusted."

"You didn't say how you escaped." I said, trying to get back to my question.

"He…let me go?" He seemed utterly confused.

"Just like that?"

"Well, yeah. That's what I thought at least. Until the police were there to pick me up and lock me in there." He pointed his thumb in the direction of the jail. "I had to swear to secrecy. Say, how did you know I was in there, anyway?"

"You said he smelled like an animal? Like what?" I asked.

"You keep changing the subject, first escaping, now this? Why does it matter, maybe he was just dirty."

"The smell?"

He rolled his eyes. "I don't know, like…dog? Why?"

I looked at my companions who nodded in my direction. I gazed out the window while the carriage shook us back and forth. We were going in circles, on purpose.

"Do you think the butler is one of us, Eros?" Ulrik said, his arms crossed.

"No, no. I don't think so. It if was, they would have killed him already." I answered, rubbing the stubs of hair on my chin.

"Then it's a Made. It would have to be." Sneer said, frowning.

"That's true." I said, almost in a whisper. "He would be accepted into their world because he isn't in ours. He would be able to get information about us, and know how we function. But it doesn't make sense. Why would they be keeping a Made, of all creatures, in their home? It practically goes against everything that they believe in!"

"I'm confused." The man said, rubbing his sweaty hands on his pants.

"Looks like we have more digging to do." I said, looking at him.

"W-where are we going?" He asked, trying to get a glimpse outside.

"Is that all you can tell us? What else is in that mansion?"

"I-I don't know. Animals? I'm not sure. You weren't supposed to wonder around where you weren't wanted… unless you wanted to die. I got out, that's all that matters. But the cells weren't that comfortable, either."

"I'm sure they weren't. So, what is their leader like, is he smart? Is he as good looking at me? Tell me." I said, smirking.

"Well he's definitely smart, that's for sure. And he has an army that could wipe out the city. Well, it's more like he KNOWS people. If he had an army, I'm sur-"

"What is this Made wolf's name?" I interrupted.

"If he's good looking, I don't know. It's the ladies I'm…What did you say? Wolf? How do you know he's a wolf? I'm positive Vampires exist, but now are you implying that were-people exist, too? Man, I don't know what fantasy land you live in but, this is really starting to freak me out." He babbled on, looking from Sneer to Ulrik to back at me. Sneer began to growl and cracked his knuckles. I smiled as I saw the man jump and move away from him. I picked at the dirt out from under my nails.

"Not a fantasy…it's for real. And if you don't tell me what I need to know, then things aren't going to be too good for you, my friend. Now, his name?"

"Remus. His name's Remus."

I tapped my knuckle on the top of the carriage. "Stop." I looked back at him. "Thank you for your information. You are no longer needed."

"Well ok, you're welcome?" He says and tries to move for the exit, but Ulrik pushes him back down. "What's going on?"

"You see, I'm a very respected man. People look up to me for their protection. You wouldn't know how BAD I would look if I let a little slip up like you run the streets with wild ideas about Werewolves and Vampires. That they exist, do you?" I leaned forward, getting close to his face.

"W-werewolves?" He began to shake.

"That won't only put my family in danger, but you would get those blood sucking leeches on our backs, and that's not acceptable."

"I-I won't tell. I promise."

"You dumb human, how stupid do you think I am? You were the one who told us about the Vampires?" I laughed in his face while I reached behind me to pulled out a silk bag. "I promised my pack I would bring them something good tonight. I'm a man of MY word." I said, mocking what he had told me earlier. I pulled out a small knife from the bag and looked at it. "Well not exactly a man, per say." I grabbed his arm and pulled it toward me.

"No please! I don't want to die!" He cried, trying his best to pull away from my grasp.

"Like I'm going to risk my pack's lives for the likes of you!" I sliced his arm, letting the scent of his blood fill my nostrils. I could feel the wolf in me about to take over, about to do the one thing that brought any satisfaction to me. I didn't have to look at him to know what this human saw in my eyes. They had turned a dull golden color along with my partners eyes. They weren't human anymore.

"Oh God! Please no!" He screamed as Ulrik got out of the carriage, pulling him out into the streets.

"There's no God here to save you." I said as I got out, followed by Sneer. "Looks like we'll be eating good tonight, boys."

The skinny man screamed as he was dragged to the back of the house, where my pack began to form, their eyes yellow with hunger. They began to take off their clothes as Ulrik and Sneer let the man go. He ran to the forest, screaming for help. I came to the back, my pack bowing to me as they started to run. My three boys led the pack as they changed in midair, landing on four legs. I stood next to Lucinda as she, my daughter and I changed too, running after our pack. Within seconds, the man's screaming stopped and howls began.