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forehead.
    “You look like you need that more than I do,” he said, and then
everyone, except her, started laughing.
    The girl left the room leaving behind the gauze where it laid on the
floor and them laughing at her expense. The first thing she did after she
cleaned herself up in the bathroom was take out her cell phone. She dialed and waited for him to answer.
    Anthony pulled his motorcycle over when he felt his cell phone
vibrating and flipped it open, hoping for news about Sky’s whereabouts.
    “Anthony it’s Kayla, we need to talk.”
    “Do you have news about, Sky?”
    “I think so, but I can’t talk. I’m in the bathroom at your brother’s
club,” she whispered looking out of the bathroom stall.
    “I may know where she is. Tory...”
    Kayla interrupted. “You can’t believe her Anthony, trust
me...someone’s coming, I have to go.” Then she hung up the phone and flushed the
toilet.
    “Son of a bitch!” Anthony yelled, closing his phone. “Sky, where are you?”

 
    ***
    Sky raised her head to the call of Anthony’s voice. She wasn’t sure
if she just heard him, or if she thought she had. Nothing made sense anymore,
and the pain was becoming worse by the minute. She heard a bang coming from
upstairs just like the one she had heard earlier, only this time she heard
footsteps coming down the stairs. The lights blared to life above her head,
making her close her eyes to the blast of pain that it caused in her head. She
covered her face with her hands and lay over onto the floor.
    “So, how do you like becoming one of us so far?” Timothy
sarcastically asked, holding the bars of the cell door.
    “Go to hell,” she replied, clutching her stomach.
    “It may be a while. You see, we werewolves live a lot longer than
you humans do.”
    “ To bad you won’t be having that luxury,
unless of course Timothy here finds you a good enough piece after you change,”
Tory added, rubbing Timothy’s back.
    “Looks like you got a little bump on your face, Timmy,” Sky said,
forcing herself to look their way.
    “Do you see this needle in my hand little girl?” Timothy asked,
holding up a syringe.
    “So you’re not just ugly, you do dope too,” she tried her best to be
humorous.
    “This is what my people use to control the pain of our youths first
change. I say our youth , because it’s
unheard of to let your kind into our family of wolves.”
    “You think I asked for this?” she retorted, pushing herself into a
sitting position.
    “Well, it doesn’t really matter how you became infected. I believe
the point is, you already are, and what needs to be done about it now,” he
replied, twirling the syringe.
    “You could let me go home and we could forget the whole thing.”
    Timothy and Tory cracked up laughing at the same time, boring Sky
even more than she already was, so she lay back over onto the floor and closed
her eyes. Fear had left the room. The sudden pain hit so bad in her back that
she screamed out uncontrollably, getting up onto her knees, arching her back as
the bones started to slide and reshape the form of her spine. She screamed
again in a deeper more animalistic type of sound. The pain was so overwhelming
that she flipped to her back and started thrashing about. Her hands started to
elongate just as Anthony’s had, with her feet following suit. She grabbed her
face as it began to reform, shooting out from the nose first, and then
stretching upward at the brows. She violently shook her head, screaming as the
bones in her body pulled apart, then re-grew twice the
size that they were before, ripping her sweat suit to ribbons.
    Timothy and Tory stood watching, amazed at her strength as her mind
held on during the excruciating pain of the change. They continued to watch as
the dark brown fur covered the new Sky that lay breathing heavily in her beast
form. Sky held up her new head, feeling the strength coming back into her body.
She stood no longer a mere five foot three, but now a grand