Rose ran down the hall in the direction the footsteps had gone. "Wolfie, wolfie, wolfie!" she called.
Rose ignored the pleading cries of the Doctor behind her, as she whipped around corners and tore through the old mansion.
Damn him. What did he think he was playing at? She wasn't going to just trot around the universe wearing a diamond ring that represented a union that didn't exist. That was like saying you were a Jabbrifess when you were a Slitheen.
Damn him.
Rose pounded down the corridor, her breathing growing heavy. Suddenly, a large pair of drooling jaws were in Rose's face.
Oh yeah… the werewolf…