three: exploded

one year later

"Go away, Seth!" Leah screamed. She was on the verge of tears, again. She had been so moody and emotional lately. She'd been trying to blame it on PMS, but her period was so late, she didn't think she could.

"God, Leah, what is your deal?" Seth rolled his eyes. "I just needed your iPod charger. No need to have a freakout."

"Well, I had a freakout, okay? And now get your sorry ass the hell out of here before I kick it out of here so hard you won't know what friggin' happened!" Leah threatened.

"Look, Lee, I know you're still sad about Dad—" Seth began. Leah cut him off.

"I don't want to hear it!" she cried. "Get! Out! Do I have to MAKE YOU?"

Finally, Seth abandoned his cause and stalked away, slamming Leah's door behind him. Leah fell facedown on her bed and started to cry, for no apparent reason. She hiccuped and sobbed and snotted all over her sheets, and still couldn't seem to get it all out. Was she still crying over Sam? Of the loss of three of the most important people in her life? It was unreasonable to be so messed up about Sam and Emily now. She'd heard they were engaged. Not like she cared. She hoped Emily would look pretty in her white dress. She hoped she would never have to see Emily in her white dress.

"Leah?" came a muffled voice from outside Leah's bedroom door. It was Sue. "Lee-lee, you in here?"

"Don't call me Lee-lee!" Leah roared. And then, very suddenly, she was exploding.

Leah vaguely saw her favorite shirt shred into pieces of fluttering orange fabric, and her jeans break at the seams. But what was of more importance was the heat that she felt emanating from every corner of her body, and the dark fur that seemed to be coming from inside of her, flipping her skin inside out. She fell to all fours, and felt herself grow taller and wider.

All of this happened in a split second that seemed to last hours.

Leah caught a glimpse of herself in her bedroom mirror, and whimpered a little. She was a giant wolf: with dark brown fur, huge black eyes, and a horse-sized frame. What was happening to her?

Leah? A voice pierced into Leah's head. Leah, don't be afraid. You have to calm down. This is Sam.

She stopped briefly to allow the pain to sink in before she responded. Are you in my head? What the hell is happening to me?

You're a werewolf now, Leah, just like me.

Just like me. Suddenly, things began to fall into place. The disappearance, the distance in Sam's eyes, even Emily's face. Oh, God, Leah thought numbly.

Don't be scared, Sam repeated.

Help, Leah begged weakly. She didn't care that she was talking to Sam. She just wanted some clarity. Help me, Sam.

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