could …”
“Katrina, you shouldn’t have found out this way,” Marcus said, trying to steer Katrina’s attention away from Jonathan.
“Actually, I’d say it was nearer forty feet and yes, no human could make that jump,” Jonathan interrupted.
“You can’t be a werewolf!”
“Katrina, let’s talk about this someplace else. Somewhere that is less public?” Marcus said, again trying to take charge of the situation.
“No, Marcus! I won’t go anywhere with you or that freak of nature … how could you let that thing out in public, let alone go around and harass innocent young girls like my sister?”
“Katrina, I honestly thought you would understand.”
“Understand!” Katrina screamed, her mind trying to comprehend what she was hearing. “What is there to understand? I’ve just found out that my sister has been in danger.”
“I would never hurt Suzanne, you must know that,” Jonathan pleaded, stepping toward Katrina.
Katrina stumbled backwards, falling into a rose bush and losing Marcus’ coat from her shoulders in the process, thorns tearing at her dress and cutting into her now bare arms.
She examined her arms, streaked with thin little rivers of blood – and then her heart was seized with fear as she looked up and spied Marcus and Jonathan approaching her.
“Don’t come near me!” Katrina screamed. “Those girls that have been disappearing – that’s you! Both of you murdered those girls, didn’t you?”
Jonathan hesitated.
Katrina looked around at her surroundings and tried to survey the best way of escape. Her mind hit on the nearby apple orchard. A fresh wave of hope surged through her.
Now if only I can get to it , Katrina thought, then I will be able to lose dog-boy and his Master – but first I have to get out of this damned infernal rose bush.
“Now what do we have here?” came a soft voice with a hint of a French accent from behind the two men. From the shadows the girl that Jonathan had been talking to on the balcony appeared, her violet eyes shining in the bright moonlight.
“Emily! What the hell are you still doing here?” Marcus growled.
Emily shrugged, then came up beside Marcus and smiled sweetly, showing two translucent, ivory fangs about one and a half inch long that rested on her bottom lip.
Katrina stared at Emily and willed herself not to scream.
“Marcus, why is she looking at me like that?” Emily asked.
Marcus ignored her. Instead he turned to Jonathan and ordered, “Take Emily home!”
“But I don’t want to go home; I’ll miss all the fun!” Emily said, pouting.
“Emily, it wasn’t a request!”
“Jonathan, what’s wrong with him?” Emily whispered. “Has it something to do with her ?” She inclined her head toward Katrina on the last word.
“Home … now!” Marcus shouted, finally losing his patience.
“She has fangs, like a cat, and Jonathan’s a werewolf. What are you people?” The three bystanders turned back toward Katrina, whose voice was shaky, yet soft. “I trusted you, Jonathan. I trusted you with my sister’s safety and you just stand there as if it is a sunny afternoon and there is nothing wrong with you. You’re freaks, all of you. Abominations!” Katrina paused to take in some ragged breaths. “Jonathan, if you go anywhere near Suzanne again, I’ll kill you. You’re dangerous .”
Jonathan stared, dumbfounded.
“Katrina, please let me explain!” Marcus pleaded. “Jonathan has never hurt anyone; I should know!”
Katrina struggled out of the rose bush, her dress ripping in several places so that her petticoats peered through.
“How do you know?” Katrina cried.
“Because he’s always with me, even when he changes into a wolf! I know where he is and what he’s doing!”
“You’re lying!”
“I’m not!”
“No one is ever with somebody else for twenty-four hours a day. It’s impossible, unless you’re not from this world! Like some kind of monster !”
Marcus looked away from
“Katrina, you shouldn’t have found out this way,” Marcus said, trying to steer Katrina’s attention away from Jonathan.
“Actually, I’d say it was nearer forty feet and yes, no human could make that jump,” Jonathan interrupted.
“You can’t be a werewolf!”
“Katrina, let’s talk about this someplace else. Somewhere that is less public?” Marcus said, again trying to take charge of the situation.
“No, Marcus! I won’t go anywhere with you or that freak of nature … how could you let that thing out in public, let alone go around and harass innocent young girls like my sister?”
“Katrina, I honestly thought you would understand.”
“Understand!” Katrina screamed, her mind trying to comprehend what she was hearing. “What is there to understand? I’ve just found out that my sister has been in danger.”
“I would never hurt Suzanne, you must know that,” Jonathan pleaded, stepping toward Katrina.
Katrina stumbled backwards, falling into a rose bush and losing Marcus’ coat from her shoulders in the process, thorns tearing at her dress and cutting into her now bare arms.
She examined her arms, streaked with thin little rivers of blood – and then her heart was seized with fear as she looked up and spied Marcus and Jonathan approaching her.
“Don’t come near me!” Katrina screamed. “Those girls that have been disappearing – that’s you! Both of you murdered those girls, didn’t you?”
Jonathan hesitated.
Katrina looked around at her surroundings and tried to survey the best way of escape. Her mind hit on the nearby apple orchard. A fresh wave of hope surged through her.
Now if only I can get to it , Katrina thought, then I will be able to lose dog-boy and his Master – but first I have to get out of this damned infernal rose bush.
“Now what do we have here?” came a soft voice with a hint of a French accent from behind the two men. From the shadows the girl that Jonathan had been talking to on the balcony appeared, her violet eyes shining in the bright moonlight.
“Emily! What the hell are you still doing here?” Marcus growled.
Emily shrugged, then came up beside Marcus and smiled sweetly, showing two translucent, ivory fangs about one and a half inch long that rested on her bottom lip.
Katrina stared at Emily and willed herself not to scream.
“Marcus, why is she looking at me like that?” Emily asked.
Marcus ignored her. Instead he turned to Jonathan and ordered, “Take Emily home!”
“But I don’t want to go home; I’ll miss all the fun!” Emily said, pouting.
“Emily, it wasn’t a request!”
“Jonathan, what’s wrong with him?” Emily whispered. “Has it something to do with her ?” She inclined her head toward Katrina on the last word.
“Home … now!” Marcus shouted, finally losing his patience.
“She has fangs, like a cat, and Jonathan’s a werewolf. What are you people?” The three bystanders turned back toward Katrina, whose voice was shaky, yet soft. “I trusted you, Jonathan. I trusted you with my sister’s safety and you just stand there as if it is a sunny afternoon and there is nothing wrong with you. You’re freaks, all of you. Abominations!” Katrina paused to take in some ragged breaths. “Jonathan, if you go anywhere near Suzanne again, I’ll kill you. You’re dangerous .”
Jonathan stared, dumbfounded.
“Katrina, please let me explain!” Marcus pleaded. “Jonathan has never hurt anyone; I should know!”
Katrina struggled out of the rose bush, her dress ripping in several places so that her petticoats peered through.
“How do you know?” Katrina cried.
“Because he’s always with me, even when he changes into a wolf! I know where he is and what he’s doing!”
“You’re lying!”
“I’m not!”
“No one is ever with somebody else for twenty-four hours a day. It’s impossible, unless you’re not from this world! Like some kind of monster !”
Marcus looked away from
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