I eventually calm myself down; knowing that the wolf is only a child and needs my help no matter what he is, helps me do that. I go closer to see the stab wound, and I’m surprised it is looking better, as it’s nearly all sealed up. I decide to grab a blanket from my room and cover the wolf up to the neck, just in case he turns again. I’m guessing the fast healing must be a wolf thing. I do eventually think of the downside of having a supernatural creature in my house, What if others like him, come looking for the child and think I hurt him? I should run but I don’t because I can’t leave a child, without knowing for certain he is ok.

I've always been the type to do a massive cleaning when I'm stressed and Alex is the kind that cooks everything like my mum does, but Alex doesn’t make anything edible or without a high risk of food poisoning. I get some bleach and water then start scrubbing the floor up to the door, where there is blood and outside my door too before locking it.

I check on the wolf and I'm not that surprised to see it’s the boy again but still looks like he is sleeping. I go to my room, taking off the now blood covered dress and putting on some casual clothes. I avoid looking at myself in the mirror because that would make this night way to real for me and I want some answers from the boy before I do that.

I get a wash cloth out my bathroom, getting it a little wet before going to the boy.

"Hey, I'm just going to clean you up a little," I say to him, even if he isn't awake, I’m hoping he can hear me. I can still hear his yelp when I pulled that dagger out, who would hurt a little child like that?

I clean his face and then his shoulders. I lift the blanket to look at the dagger wound on his lower leg. It's nearly all healed, so I clean it up carefully and put a bandage on it before covering his leg up again.

I sit down on the couch, looking at the boy, wondering what the hell to do. It's not like I can call a doctor to explain I have a wolf that changes in to a boy sometimes. I eventually lie down on my couch and drift off to sleep.

Chapter Four

Wyatt

“Atti, I know it’s her, for fuck’s sake.” I mutter down the phone. Atti is a witch and general pain in the ass but I need him to know about this.