They had both tried to get dressed fairly quickly and slip back downstairs to the party before anyone could notice they had been gone for too long. As Hamish got Vera another drink Randal came up to him and slapped him on the back before attempting to give him a fistbump. "Hamish, alright." Hamish stood there a little awkwardly. "So I heard you and Vera…" Oh shit, this wasn't going to be good. Randal pumped his fist in the air making Hamish cock his head to the side.

"Hit each other?"

"No, banged upstairs." He patted him on the back. "You know, happy this party could help you get laid. You've been pretty uptight lately."

Hamish stood there a moment knowing Vera couldn't hear about this or she would freak out. "Randal, you do know Vera and I share a bed right?"

"Yeah, so...oh."

"Yeah, we aren't really...short on, you know."

Randal sounded a little sad and worried now. "In front of Theo? You guys, she's a freaking baby."

"No." Hamish shook his head. "We put her to bed first." Yeah, because that made it so much better that they were doing the dirty in the same room as his sleeping niece who was probably haunted with nightmares. No wonder why she was so crabby, he would have been too. "Listen, don't tell anyone and don't let this get back to Vera, she would be mortified."

"Alright, if you don't want to talk about then get that lipstick off your neck, Hamish...you monster."

"Randal even if she was awake she wouldn't have any idea what's going on or remember it."

"Yeah, well you tell that to her therapist ten years from now." Great, had Randal just made Hamish feel guilty for having sex with Vera in their own bedroom? Yes, very much so.

While Hamish struggled with an internal dilemma Vera checked her phone to see if the babysitter had tried contacting her tonight. Seeing not even so much as an update she texted her. 'How is Theo and Maddox? We will be home soon.'

Ms Drake approached her with that goody two shoes concerned look on her face, "Just so you know people are saying you and Hamish slept together."

"Ummm." Vera raised a brow. "That is wildly obvious." They did have a daughter together, it wasn't like their relationship was a secret any longer.

"No I mean at the party."

"Shit." Vera huffed, GREAT, sorry future Theo.

"Oh my god." Alyssa stopped short a moment looking at Vera. "did you?" Wow, Vera honestly didn't seem like the type, she was so prim and proper. A total bitch maybe but she had a thing about even just kissing in the Temple, not that the rule mattered to Vera much.

"That's an inappropriate question to be asking Ms. Drake."

"So, yes." If she hadn't Vera would have said no really quickly and then gotten pissed off that someone would even say something like this. If she wasn't giving an answer and getting pissed off then the answer was yes. "Setting a good example as the Chancellor I see." Vera glared at Alyssa. "Grand Magus."

"That's what I thought." Vera paused a moment looking around the room. "Excuse me, I need to find Hamish." He looked like he was arguing with Randal, walking up to them both before Hamish handed her a drink. Vera threw it back not really hiding the fact she knew now about the word on the block. Randal opened his mouth about to say something, something Vera knew she was going to hate. "Shut up Randal." That cut him off fast.

"I'm sure nobody really cares Vera." Hamish rested a hand on her and smiled.

"Right on Hamish." A student walked up to him to high five him but Hamish just shook his head no. Vera took another drink and turned away from him.

"Honey, do you want to go home now?" Hamish asked her putting an arm around her and making her cringe a little.

"Honey." Randal laughed a little having Vera glare at him. He was dangerously close to dying tonight. "It's really cute."

"I said we'd get home soon anyways."

"I'll go out and start the car then, warm it up for you." He kissed Vera on the cheek and left her to finish the rest of her drink. Heading outside he walked for the Tesla unlocking the door and stopping when he caught a familiar scent. Hamish scrunched his face and covered his nose almost gagging at the stink. It was strong, stronger than he remembered with the scent of dog feces and rot. The rot was almost overwhelming, a hot sick burn in his nose. There was a loud scream that startled Hamish, his attention turning to the back yard where the camp fire had been. Hamish threw his keys back into his pocket and ran for the yard seeing a girl running from the forest covered in blood. Everyone was heading out towards her, the other wolves acting quickly as Randal took off his jacket and put it around the girl to help calm her down.

"What happened?" Randal asked as Hamish came up to the scene. The girl was trembling, falling down into Randal's arms.

"It ate him." Hamish looked off towards the forest.

"Randal."

Randal nodded his head, "I smell it too."

"Go get Jack, tell Lilith and Gabby to stay here in case it comes this way." Hamish was running towards the woods pulling off his shirt and throwing it down behind him. Randal waited until Lilith and Jack caught up before going after Hamish and clearing the group of people into the woods. Jack turned to Alyssa having her take the girl inside.

"Go get Vera." He followed in after the other two.

The three wolves shifted in the forest tracking down the scent of the wendigo and following the sound of snapping bones. When they came across the beast they slid to a stop looking over a creature unlike the newborns they had fought before. It sat crouched, the student in its claws. It's body was covered in long black fur, clumps falling off like a diseased animal. It's back legs were coiled, beast-like with large hooves and it's skull, it's skull was far from human, more deer-like with razors for teeth and a large set of antlers crowning it's head. The wendigo dropped the body, turning its face towards the wolves with glowing red eyes. Opening it's maw it let out a haunting howl, rising up on its hind legs and standing above even the daunting height of the wolves.

Silverback was the first to attack, throwing himself at the wendigo with a snarl and grabbing hold of its neck only to be hoisted off the ground with ease. Shaking it's emaciated body, the wendigo shook Silverback off like an obnoxious pest before swiping a large clawed hand down at him and scratching over his back. Fur flew off the werewolf making him yelp as Greybeard and Tundra charged in for backup. The three wolves circled the wendigo attacking at it's ankles to bring down it's height while Silverback jumped for it's throat again. Sinking his teeth into its throat he gagged feeling the putrid blood flow into his throat.

Silverback dropped back to the ground retching and vomiting to get the chunks of rotting meat out of his mouth. Tundra and Greybeard were having the same reaction, retching as they spat out hunks of decayed and worm infested flesh that had come from the monster. The wolves collected themselves deciding to go for another route. Silverback slashed to it's chest with his claws yelping again from the sting of the claw marks against his back. He spun and backed up, his flesh trembling as he whined. The wound wasn't healing, in fact if anything it was getting worse. Ducking his head low he stepped away from the fight, his fur falling off as he turned back to Jack. Falling against a tree Jack cried out throwing his hand over the claw marks. "Fuck." Nothing had hurt this bad in all his life, hell, he'd take Silverback ripping away from him and reattaching over this. "Guys, careful, it's claws."

Tundra and Greybeard tried to keep a safe distance from the sharp talons, leaping away and charging forward to slice into it with their own claws. They threw chunks off the creature, black blood splattering over the trees but never once did the wendigo cry in pain or even slow down. "Something wrong with this one. It's not like the others.' Tundra yelped being swatted across the chest and throwing the grey wolf into a tree. Hamish laid on the ground holding his hand over his bloody abbs and hissing through the pain.

"You think."

It charged for Greybeard lowering it's head and catching him up in its antlers, for a moment Greybeard was trapped, clinging to its side and slashing at it with his back feet before it threw its head and tossed him against the ground. The wendigo was limping now, actually showing it's wounds from the fight as it limped off through the woods howling. "These wounds won't heal." Hamish huffed and watched the skin around the claw marks turning black. "Sanetur." Hamish groaned, his hand glowing with a bright light as the claw marks started to seal shut and his skin returned to its normal color. "They are magical wounds." He went over to Jack seeing his back, it looked like a horrible infection had set in, he smelled almost as bad as the wendigo now. Placing a hand over Jack's back he listened to the boy scream out, it felt like fire. "Sanetur."

"That thing tastes like shit." Jack spit still having the taste in his mouth."

"How do we kill it?" Randal ran up to them both. "The others went down pretty easily."

"Yeah well that one is a lot bigger and looks a lot different." Hamish looked back towards the house. "We need to send everyone home, we need to talk to Vera, she might know what to do."

"Should one of us track it?" Randal asked looking to Hamish.

"At the speed that thing was going even as wolves we can't keep up. It's going to be long gone before we pick up the trail." Hamish walked forward looking at the ground. "It didn't even leave a trail of blood."

"It tastes dead." Jack added.

"Maybe, maybe that's a part of the curse then, become a wendigo for so long you are just trapped between life and death, constantly starving." Randal added feeling his stomach growl.

"Well I don't like speculation Randal, you two go to the reliquary, see what else you can dig up on wendigos. Text me with updates and I'll go find Vera and update her on what's going on."