I finally figured out how I am going to finish this story! I'm sorry if I haven't updated lately, I'm in AP classes and I was sad whenever I would post a chapter of this story because I hadn't added anything new to it. Now I have, AND made plans for what happens next! And yes, I have a few more chapters already finished that I'm not releasing yet. :P

~Alfred~

The first thing I felt was my head, like it was being pounded by a very heavy, very large, club.

Sitting up as my head spun, an unfamiliar room stretched before my eyes. "Good, you're awake." A soft voice spoke from my side.

Turning I faced a mirror, but upon actually looking at it the differences stood out. Shoulder length hair that was the same shade as mine, and blue eyes so blue they were close to light violate.

He spoke again, a unknown accent coloring his voice. "You lost a lot of blood, I was afraid of you never waking up."

I stretched my sore and numb body, still tingling from sleep, watching him as I did so. "So… Who are you and where am I?"

Violate eyes examined me, as I in turn still watched him. "My name is Mathew, and you are in my hotel room. Do you remember the attack?"

A frown crossing my face, I thought about the question. "No…" Suddenly I remembered everything as all of it flooded back to me. My neck seamed to remember the same time as I did, throbbing with every pulse. "Yes… What in the hell was that!?"

Mathew looked me dead in my eyes and spoke softer then before "A werewolf"

I snorted, while Mathew did not seem to find it funny. "Seriously? No really, shouldn't I be leaving to help hunt down the mad dog and the man who owns him? He could hurt someone else."

At this Mathew chewed his lip in thought, and then stood up. "I will prove it"

He held out his hand, offering to help me up. Grabbing it I drugged myself up. "Whatever" Amused by Mathew's lack of sense, I snorted and followed him down stairs.

Waving at the Inn owner's wife Ruby, I asked Mathew where we were going. "This way," Mathew leads the way around the back of the Inn, and into the woods.

"I really don't want to get lost; you better know your way." I called to Mathew, but he didn't react. A small clearing of nothing but dirt appeared, and Mathew stopped.

Turning to face me, his violate eyes were now glowing. In a blink of an eye he lost all human resemblance. A blond wolf sat before me, violate eyes shining.

~Mathew~

Alfred took the shock well, so well I was worried.

Most humans ran, screamed, cried, or something. Alfred just watched me before breaking out grinning. "Cool" He said.

He then started the questions, listening to my words like they were a important speech. I explained about the change, mating, territories, and most other topics I could think of. The only time Alfred had even reacted to anything like a normal person would was when he was told to leave his home. "But what about Burt? He needs me!"

Although dejected on leaving he was still upbeat. We now sat in my rented room, awaiting a meal. "A lot of ships come to dock here, so the population appears to be in the thousands, but actually it's only 'round 500 or so." Alfred was eager to explain his home town. "I grew up here since when I was 7, that was when my family moved here."

"Where did you live before?" Alfred quieted, apprehension on his face. "Never mind, continue." I waved him on, already used to his bright aura.

"Thanks for not pushing it, Mattie." Alfred now had a nickname for me, something he was fond of doing to friends.

I smiled "No problem."

Already smiling again Alfred starts to talk just to be interrupted by a server with our food. I sat a plate of vegetables in front of Alfred, and one for myself with more meat. Alfred sniffed his food then quickly jumped up and ran to the bathroom.

"What's the matter Al?" I heard the sounds of vomiting then a soft "nothing much." Running to the bathroom in time to see Alfred standing from the toilet, I asked again. "What is wrong with you?"

Alfred ducked his head, "I was just feel'n sick, that's all. The food smelt good, and I wanted to eat it, but the thought of eating it made me sick."

I stare at him, examining him with new interest. "Sounds like a newly transform werewolf says after not eating meat."

Alfred looks at me a frown present on his face, "Is that bad?"

I sigh "I don't know Al, I don't know."

As Alfred left to say his farewells, I sent a wire to Francis. He was in a nearby town, as the boat he was on was stopping for a break. I was surprised to find out that his ship was in fact already sailing again. Francis had sent me a wire to inform me that they were sailing to the very town we were located in. Lady Luck seems to favor me today.