The wind blew hard against her face, summer was not nearly here and the weather was only just beginning to warm. Drawing her coat closer to her she wrapped her arms tightly across her chest. A shiver spiraled down her back, sending tiny bumps along her arms and legs. It was never like her to be this cold, she felt that sickness was drawing in on her. This was normal for her during this time period. However, usually it would be worse because she was living on the streets with no shelter or proper nutrition to leave her strong enough to fend for herself. Collette's eyes were cast straight forward as she walked with praise and honor throughout the park, her vision catching glimpse of couples and children roaming the park in it's finest evening hour. Pulling her wrist from the armpit of her leather jacket, she reached down into the front pocket and lifted up a silver pendant upon a long slender chain. Pressing the top down, it sprung open revealing an outdated pocket watch. A smile spread across her face as her eyes read the time. 7:06PM. It was nearly time for her to shift and feast. It had been almost a month since her last feeding and she contributed this to why she was not feeling well.
Her boots came to a halt in the darkness of an overcasted bridge. Above her she could sense another person stopping briefly to admire the view. Trying to stifle her laughter, she sat upon the granite pathway and hid in the darkness and comfort of the shadows. Waiting for the night to set upon the earth, so she could let the beast inside her run. Tilting her head back she slammed her cranium against the bricks of the tunnel. Slowly she closed her eyes, her breathing became shallow, and she let her body ease. Meditation helped her keep in sync with the human side of her and not the animal. Ever since that terrible day in her past, she has not released her beast to the inhabitants of the city. For her, that would be dangerous and a sure fire way to getting caught by the government that was still in search of her.
Opening her mouth a beautiful tone and somber melody began to play from her lips. Collette's voice was that of a seductive siren, but fear of public prevented her from showing this greatest feature about her. Her only dream was to sing to her children, when she was in her werewolf form, the voice of her howl would make anyone cringe with sheer pleasure. When she was little, her mother used to call her a siren, for Colle would have the boys fighting to carry her pack home from school. Suddenly, she stopped and pulled her legs in close for someone was lurking in the shadows to the entry of the tunnel. Silence fell upon her and her breathing ceased, barely audible. Every sense of the wolf was now taking over. *Garrett, is that you?* Her mind spoke for her, hoping it was only him trying to find her.
How terrible she had been the past week or so, ignoring him and not having time for him. Pain struck her heart, the last thing she wanted for them was dishonesty and unfaithfulness. She had missed him so much, and now this was her time to make it up to him. In fact, he still owed her dinner from when he slept with that Beta from the other pack. A smile crossed her face, that indeed was a wonderful night. However, that wasn't her, she wasn't like that. Maybe too much pride in her blood. Maybe it was just nerves. *I'm sorry.* She whispered again to him. Now, she would wait. For if it wasn't him, she would feast.
Her boots came to a halt in the darkness of an overcasted bridge. Above her she could sense another person stopping briefly to admire the view. Trying to stifle her laughter, she sat upon the granite pathway and hid in the darkness and comfort of the shadows. Waiting for the night to set upon the earth, so she could let the beast inside her run. Tilting her head back she slammed her cranium against the bricks of the tunnel. Slowly she closed her eyes, her breathing became shallow, and she let her body ease. Meditation helped her keep in sync with the human side of her and not the animal. Ever since that terrible day in her past, she has not released her beast to the inhabitants of the city. For her, that would be dangerous and a sure fire way to getting caught by the government that was still in search of her.
Opening her mouth a beautiful tone and somber melody began to play from her lips. Collette's voice was that of a seductive siren, but fear of public prevented her from showing this greatest feature about her. Her only dream was to sing to her children, when she was in her werewolf form, the voice of her howl would make anyone cringe with sheer pleasure. When she was little, her mother used to call her a siren, for Colle would have the boys fighting to carry her pack home from school. Suddenly, she stopped and pulled her legs in close for someone was lurking in the shadows to the entry of the tunnel. Silence fell upon her and her breathing ceased, barely audible. Every sense of the wolf was now taking over. *Garrett, is that you?* Her mind spoke for her, hoping it was only him trying to find her.
How terrible she had been the past week or so, ignoring him and not having time for him. Pain struck her heart, the last thing she wanted for them was dishonesty and unfaithfulness. She had missed him so much, and now this was her time to make it up to him. In fact, he still owed her dinner from when he slept with that Beta from the other pack. A smile crossed her face, that indeed was a wonderful night. However, that wasn't her, she wasn't like that. Maybe too much pride in her blood. Maybe it was just nerves. *I'm sorry.* She whispered again to him. Now, she would wait. For if it wasn't him, she would feast.