Cursed
nudged me. He nudged me hard enough to knock me over, then he
took off running through the woods. I scrambled to my feet, and looked around.
I didn’t want to be alone. I didn’t know what to do. I hurried in the direction
he ran, but I couldn’t find him. I hesitated and looked around trying to decide
what to do next. I couldn’t see him, or hear him. I was starting to get angry.
I knew he was nearby, I just didn’t know how to find him. I had to think like a
wolf would. Suddenly I remembered that I had more than just my sight and
hearing. I could attempt to smell him. I closed my eyes and focused. I caught a
whiff of his scent. I focused on his scent and started walking in the direction
the scent was coming from. I was suddenly knocked to the ground. I tried to
scramble to my feet, but Drake had me pinned. He was looking down at me. He was
having fun torturing me. I was so focused on one sense that I didn’t use the
others, and because of that he was able to sneak up on me. He finally let me up,
and he went running off again. I was back to trying to track him. This time I
was also paying attention so he couldn’t pin me again. I was going to get good
at being a werewolf no matter how hard it was going to be.

 
    After
several hours of unsuccessful attempts hunting Drake, I gave up. He ran off
again, and instead of chasing after him I just sat down. I wasn’t going to play
his game anymore. He was making me feel like an idiot. I couldn’t do anything in
wolf form. I was stumbling, and uncoordinated. I couldn’t focus enough to find
him before he pounced me. It was much easier transitioning into a vampire, then
a werewolf.
    Drake
came out of the woods after a few minutes. He knew I was getting annoyed with
him. He still had that playful, amused look. I did my best to scowl, but it was
impossible for me to tell what I was doing. It was going to take a long time
for me to get used to being a werewolf. I was hoping I had better luck in human
form.
    Drake
nuzzled me with his nose and sat down next to me. I was officially in a bad
mood, but he was trying to make me feel better. I could see the first light of
dawn on the horizon. I knew I could change back into a human when I wanted to,
I just wasn’t sure how to do it.
    Drake
changed back into his human form. “All you have to do is think about being a
human. You just have to want it, and you will turn back.”
    I
thought about being a human again. I felt my bones start to shift back into
their original place. It was painful, but it wasn’t as painful as the original
shift was. I laid in the soft grass panting. I felt weak and tired after
shifting, and running around all night.
    “That
wasn’t so bad was it?” Drake asked as he laid next to me.
    I
scowled. “I am terrible at it.”
    He
laughed. “Did you expected to be good at it so quickly? You are supposed to be
terrible. It is all new to you. I would think there was something wrong if you
weren’t terrible at it,” he said amused.
    I
sighed as I sat up. “I want to be good at it.”
    “Then
practice,” he whispered then stood. He walked back toward the trees. “You
coming? I figured we would go get our clothes, and go back to the house.”
    I
nodded and climbed to my feet. I followed him through the trees to the first
clearing we had been in. I slipped my dress back on while he put his pants on.
    “I
suppose you are going to go try to find who cursed Cornelius now,” he said
dryly.
    I
nodded. “The sooner I find out the better he will be. You haven’t seen how much
he has changed,” I said softly.
    “Come
on, let’s go eat,” he said and started walking back toward the house.

 
    After
we ate breakfast, Drake disappeared. I wasn’t entirely sure where he was
disappearing to. He seemed like he was in a bad mood, but I didn’t ask him if
he was or not. I just left him alone to brood. I was tired, so I went upstairs to
sleep until the sun went down.
    I
walked into my room and hesitated when I saw

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