Rob

Gathering ingredients was always a pain in the ass job. But, it had to be done. I was just glad that I was able to pawn off most of the work on Sam and Jay. The mixing and preparation of the concoction had to be done by me of course. My bartending skills were just an extension of my amazing potion brewing skills.

It’s been almost a week since we dumped the bodies of those two idiots. As far as I knew, the cops were treating it as a case of gang violence, which it kind of was in a way I guess. Poor Pete was loads better this morning compared to how he was a few days ago. The guy was really shaken up, which was a normal reaction considering how little mundanes were exposed to real violence.

Luke had talked to him after he woke up from his little drug induced slumber (Which he didn’t know about) and talked to him about the choices available to him. Pete had at least been smart enough to not try and run away, not that he actually could have. I visited him the next morning with a tasty breakfast. It’s amazing what some good food could do to a person’s temperament. I pretty much doubled down on what Luke said and told him everything was done to protect him in the long term.

I visited him a few more times in the next couple of days and gave glowing reports of all that Luke was doing to make sure that the fictitious white supermacist organisation wouldn’t retaliate. In truth, Luke was out banging that bitch Layla in her apartment. She really did have a big appetite. I could’ve happily accommodated her, bitchy and weak as she was, she had a body that was just made for sex. Then again, girl wolves were bred for beauty and appeal. Too bad girls in the pack were the exclusive property of the alpha. I can’t really complain since I was practically drowning in mundane pussy. But still, ya know.

Pete did ask me how a few of us were going to stand up to an entire gang. I got out of the question by hinting at the supernatural and said that he’d find out soon enough. I hope the guy didn’t have too much of a shock when he found out later tonight.

I finished adding the penultimate ingredient in the potion as it started to alternate between bubbling and dead calm. I looked at the potion for a moment before transferring it into a clean sterilised thermos flask. I was a very good potion maker and had confidence in my brew. I just wished the damn Luciente family had left behind at least some of their secrets before disappearing. Werewolf alchemy was set back by centuries after the Lucientes were ousted. Their hoarding habits were one of the reasons why the werewolf community got rid of them. Those fuckers probably had a formula for making this same brew so that it could halve the strain placed on the alpha and double the benefits. Oh well, no use crying over spilled milk.

The fate of our pack would be decided tonight. It was an unnecessary risk in my opinion. But, Luke wouldn’t be Luke if he was the kind to play it safe.

Pete

I was putting on my hiking boots and packing a small bag. Luke had just informed me that we were going out into the woods that lay to the northwest of the city. Apparently, it was time for my initiation and this would apparently solve all my problems. The first thing that popped into my mind was that they were gonna kill me and bury me in the forest. But, If they wanted to kill me, they could have done so anytime last week. After all, they did kill 2 people twice my size and take care of it without flinching.

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I spent the first two days after the murder with almost no sleep thinking that they were gonna come in through my door and kill me at any moment. Rob and Sam’s visit and attitude in the following days gave me a different impression.There was no logical need to put in so much effort with someone you were gonna get rid of soon. They needed me around for something. I just wasn’t sure what that something was. My little nest egg from selling my mother’s house was a valid target, but they’d made no mention of money. No matter what torture they subjected me to, I vowed to never let them have that money. If my fate was already decided, I’d have the final say in at least one thing.

I was definitely missing something. Rob had said some cryptic things that made no sense whatsoever. There was only one thing I was certain of. These guys were much more dangerous for me than any gang out there. Since I couldn’t find any plausible way to escape, I decided to bide my time. My life experiences and instincts told me it was better not to escalate things, I needed more information.

A few minutes after I’d finished packing and slipped my swiss army knife into my pocket, Sam and Rob came to get me. They made small talk as we walked downstairs. The way they answered my questions made them sound like they were a couple of frat guys taking a pledge to his initiation ceremony. Either they really were not planning to kill me or they were psychopathic sadists.

Luke and Jay were waiting for us outside with two trucks. Rob and I were with Luke while Sam rode with Jay. It took us half an hour to get out of the woods and a further 15 min ride to reach the woods. Rob was talking all the way through as if this was just another camping trip while Luke stayed mostly silent and focused.

We disembarked and waited for Sam and Jay once we reached the edge of the woods. Once they joined us, we started moving into the forest with Luke in the lead. I was conspicuously in the middle of the single file as Sam and Jay stayed in my rear. I had no idea what markers they were using to navigate as I couldn’t even see properly. I’d never be able to find my way back to the highway without the help of these guys. Whether I was ever coming out of this forest was seeming more and more improbable as we moved deeper into the woods.

We were walking for half an hour before we reached our destination, which was a perfectly circular clearing in the middle of the forest. You could see the full moon in all it’s glory by looking up directly. While I was distracted looking up at the moon, the 4 guys had fanned out around me.

I steeled myself before asking them the question that I was dreading.

“ Why are we here guys?”

“ I think it’s best if we show you first” said Luke before nodding towards Jay.

Jay tapped his chest twice and suddenly, everything he was wearing got sucked into his chest like there was a vortex there. It almost seemed like he had been wearing a painting of clothes all this time rather than actual clothes.

Jay stepped forwards, barefoot and naked. I caught a glimpse of a small tattoo that glowed briefly above his heart. Jay’s eyes locked on to mine and suddenly there was a yellow glow in his pupil. His muscles seemed to bulge outwards as he started to shoot up. His nose elongated into a snout as brown fur started to cover every inch of his body. His nails elongated into claws while his feet changed into paws. In a few short seconds Jay had disappeared and in his place there was a nine foot tall monster of fur and sinew staring down at me with a yellow slitted pupil.

I was frozen in shock before Luke’s voice brought me back to reality.

“Pete, We’re werewolves” he said.