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Frank's POV

I growl out as I leap at the she-werewolf. I try to slash her across her face, but she dodges my attack right before I hit her. Joe then swings the branch and he is able to hit her on her side. She growls out and she swipes at Joe. I grab her arm and throw her across the woods before she can lay a paw on him. I bare my fangs as I growl at her.

"Thanks Frank," Joe says as I grunt in his direction.

She gets back up. She growls at us as she flex her claws. She leaps at me with fangs barring at me. I grab her face and I stop her from biting me. She swipes and I yelp as her claws rank across my face.

"Hey ugly," Joe says as she whips her head at Joe.

Joe swings the branch at her. I hear a thudding noise at it connects with her head. She turns and tries to escape.

"Oh no you don't! You're not escaping this time," Joe says as I growl out in agreement.

I grab her tail. She growls out and then yelps out as I throw her against the tree. The tree cracks and falls over from the force of my strength. I grab Joe and I get us away from the tree as it falls onto the other werewolf.

"Wow. Nice hit. Who knew you had super strength," Joe says as I place him down. "So, you think she's down for the count?"

I then grab Joe and I barely miss the tree that was thrown at us.

"Well, I guess not."

She then stands up and she looks at us. Joe holds the branch like a baseball bat. We wait for her to strike, when a red lightning flies past us and hits her. We look over to see a man standing there with a stick in his hand.

"I would get back if I were you," He tells us. "Thompson can get a bit carried away when dealing with werewolves. He's not a big fan of them."

I look at Joe and he shrugs his shoulders. He place the branch down.

"Alright. Besides, we should be heading home now."

"Sorry but you can't," a female voice says and we turn to see her standing next to the man. "We need to talk. But we can do that at your place. Thompson can meet us there. Once he gets her to where she needs to be."

Joe and I look at each other. We then look back at them and Joe cross his arms.

"Why should we trust you?"

"Because Joseph, we can help you and Franklin with understanding your new reality," the female says as my eyes widen.

"How do you know us?! Are you stalking us," Joe says as he points a finger at them accusingly.

"We promise we aren't stalking you. Look, do you know a place we can go and talk without people hearing us? I promise that we will explain everything," the male says as he takes a step towards us.

I step slightly in front of Joe as I glare at the strangers. He holds his hands up to show us that he is harmless.

"Ok, ok. I understand that you are weary to trust us. My name is David Greggory. This is my co-worker Mari McGruff. I know your names because my niece and nephew are your friends."

I look at David and Mari as another man appear behinds them.

"Wha! Where did you come from," Joe say as he look at him with wide eyes.

"This is Douglas Thompson," Mari says as he glance between myself and my brother.

"Thompson, Frank isn't going to hurt anyone," David tells him. "Sorry about him. His brother was attacked by a werewolf when they were younger."

"That's alright. We won't judge him, right Frank?"

I grunt and a small smile appears on Joe's face.

"Yeah. Anyways, there is a place were we can talk," Joe says as he glances my way. "You think we it can hold a werewolf and three guest?"

I grunt as Joe nods his head.

"Yeah. I thought so. You think you guys can stay at Frank's pace?"

"Of course. Now then, lead the way," Mari says as I smile.

Joe's POV

I smile as Frank race through the woods towards our destination. I glance at our guest to see them riding brooms.

"How does that work," I shout at David.

"Magic! Don't worry, we will explain once we get to where you guys are taking us," he says as I nod my head.

Frank makes a right turn as he starts to slow down. I look ahead to see the rundown cabin we found a couple of months ago. I hop off of Frank's back as they dismount their brooms.

"Welcome to our secret hideout! Frank and I found it a couple of months back when we were on another case," I explain as we walk towards it. "It far enough in the woods that no one will stumble upon it. It's better than taking you guys to our place. Who knows what could happen."

"That makes sense," Mari says as we enter the cabin. "Now then, let me get us some light and we can talk."

I look at her in confusion as she pulls a wooden stick out of her jacket. I then look in awe as she waves the stick and a glowing ball appears.

"Wow. How did you do that?"

"A simple spell and a wand is all I needed," Mari says as she smiles.

"Cool. Uh, anyways, let's sit down and talk," I say as I motion to the room to our left.

We then walk into the bare living area, or what could be a living area. Frank lays down and I sit down. I lean against his soft fur as our guest sit across from us.

"So then. How exactly did you know, well, everything that happened at the last full moon," I ask.

"Well, we were looking for Elizabeth, she was the werewolf that you guys were fighting. We were able to narrow down where she would be. I noticed that Bayport was in the area," David starts to explain. "You see, my cousin Emma lives here with her husband and two children. You know, Iola and Chet, correct?"

"Yeah. Wait...can they do the magic stuff with wands too," I ask.

"No. they and their mother are what we called Squib. They come from magically families, but they can't do magic themselves. Their father is a Muggle. That means he's just a regular man with no magic in his family."

"So, are Frank and I Muggle too?"

"Yes. Though is is nothing to be upset about," Mari tells us.

Frank grunts and I look at my brother.

"Yeah. So um, how come this is the first time we are hearing about magic?"

"We stay hidden."

"Oh. So, what's going to happen to use? Are you going to make us forget about magic and all that," I ask.

"No. With Frank's condition, it would be better that you both remember and stick together."

"What are you mean by 'Frank's condition'?"

"Frank has Lycanthrope."

"Excuse me, what?!"