A month later and still I hadn't shifted. I felt no different from how I had before the mother of Darkness had her claws in me. The only thing I ever felt was the connection to Anita that was always firmly shut between us. I could break it if I wanted, push past with my telepathy, but I didn't care to be in her head. Anita had been acting differently towards me. Gone were the passing comments about Haven, there no longer seemed to be any ill will about it all. She had even taken on my cases the past month so that I wasn't putting anyone in danger. But know I had to go back to work, I was getting antsy being away from it all. I needed to work, I needed to be out there.

"Riley, we got a case. A rogue pack is in town and they've killed two already." Anita spoke as she walked into the gym.

"Hasn't Richard and the Pack stepped in?"

"Richard attempted to have words, but RPIT turned up. Richard can't afford to get caught up in it, so he's backed down to allow RPIT and us to do our job." I nodded as she explained, feeling that familiar edge creep back in, not quite adrenaline, but enough to get me moving. I faltered at the door however.

"Are you sure you want me out there?"

"Riley, you haven't shifted that's two full moons and a moonless night. You're good to go." Breathing in deeply I nodded, before following her out to suit up.

Arriving at the derelict mansion on the outskirts of town, where Richard had gone to meet the rogue pack, it was clear someone was here or at least had been recently. RPIT had been called back to deal with an issue in town so it meant it was just Anita and I.

"Split up? I'll take the back?" Anita shook her head.

"No, stick together. I don't like this." I had to agree with her. It all felt a little unsettling. At the same time we let our wolves forth scenting the air. Listening, with both ears and my mind I nodded to Anita and held up four fingers. That's all I could pick up. But four wasn't much for a wolf pack.

Climbing up on to the porch we moved slowly to the door, covering Anita she reached for the door knob and it swung open with the slightest touch. There was no way the wolves didn't know we were here, but I couldn't hear them moving stranger still was the fact that their thoughts were silent.

Eyes trained down our sights peering into the darkness we searched the ground floor. Sweeping left to right and checking every room we soon cleared the floor. A floorboard creaked and both our heads snapped up to the ceiling as if we could see who was there. Backtracking we reached the once grand staircase and climbed slowly tension beginning to creep in, what had we walked into?

Shaking my head Anita looked to me. A buzzing was beginning, I couldn't hear but my mind could. On the landing I raised my hand halting Anita trying to make out the buzzing, pulling back my power it became clearer, it wasn't buzzing, it was a chant the same word over and over. Kill.

The moment I heard it was like a signal, all four wolves appeared at once snapping and snarling. The silence of the house shattered as Anita hollered for me to shoot. The door below smashed open and in poured three more wolves. Shooting at the two nearest me, I turned and with a blast of telekinesis that seemed to drain me I knocked back the two near Anita so she could concentrate on the three below.

The one by me started to circle as I shot off a round grazing the taller of the werewolf's head missing only as my leg was pulled from under me. Trying to kick out I had my gun wrenched from my hands as a sharp short scream from Anita reached me. The chant I had heard seemed to grow louder, screaming at me, Kill, Kill! I had to make it stop and killing them was the only way. I felt it all at once push through me, my back arching up against the floorboards as a growl reverberated through my chest. There was no immense pain, though I felt every bone in my body shift and reshape, body fluids plastered all four wolves, they seemed startled, only briefly but long enough for me to push them back.

They were all in hybrid form, but it mattered not. My wolf was far more powerful than them. Twisting to my feet I lunged at the closest ripping at its throat with large canines, flesh ripped with ease beneath my jaw, bone crunching like it was nothing. One swiped at me and a feral snarl left my maw before I lunged at them also. Turning to the other two I found they had fled. Bounding down the stairs I lunged at one of Anita's attackers a second already laid dead on the floor, before she put a bullet in the head of the last. Her arm was broken, but it didn't stop her from raising her gun at me. Pure white fur stained red with blood. I lowered myself to show no harm before reaching out to let her know it was me.

"That's not possible?"

A/N: I'm such a terrible writer, for those who have been waiting for this to be updated, thank you for your patience, I really appreciate it and the fact you're still taking them time to see if I've updated.