The Lycanthrope Huntress

 Nadine Long heaved a sigh of relief as school let out. She loved being an English teacher at the local high school but sometimes, her students could be tiring.She was even more elated by the prospect of going to spend the weekend with Dave; her boyfriend. She called him."Hi, babe." She said when he picked up."Hi, Nadine." He replied cheerfully."I just wanted to remind you that I'm coming over with some lingerie I bought some days ago. We could play again." Nadine said seductively.Dave groaned and she laughed. Dave was so enamored by werewolves that he read books and watched movies about them. His fetish involved dressing in a werewolf mask and pretending to be one who had dragged Nadine off to his cave to pillage her. Personally, Nadine thought it was hogwash. Everyone knew that werewolves didn't exist. But she never said anything because Dave was better in bed whe

"You mean a werewolf?" Nadine asked, cocking an eyebrow. And to think that for a moment, she'd begun to believe Madam Yvonne."They do not appreciate that name." Madam Yvonne warned."You expect me to believe in werewolves? What am I? Seventeen?" Nadine knew many of her students who were obsessed with vampires and werewolves."My dear, not everyone who looks human is human. Many creatures are out there under the veneer of human flesh." Madam Yvonne said ominously."Even if what you're saying is true-""It is." Madam Yvonne interrupted."There is no way I can go to the police with this. They already consider me a laughing stock." Nadine said."You'd be surprised." Madam Yvonne muttered under her breath."What did you say?" Nadine asked."I said that you don't have to wait for the police. If you want to find your boyfriend, you need to do this yourself." Madam Yvonne said."How? I'm in uncharted waters here

Nadine dodged the lycanthrope as it landed on the other side of the room. She rubbed her eyes with her hands, not understanding what was happening, "You lied to me all along. You were a lycanthrope!" She accused Madam Yvonne.The lycanthrope laughed, "Don't kid yourself. I put a hallucinogen in your tea. I'm still the same old me, although your brain is telling you different." She said, lounging for Nadine again.Nadine ducked. "You won't evade me forever. At sometime, you'll have to fight back." Madam Yvonne taunted.Nadine shook her head, "I don't want to hurt you.""But you must, if you want to prove yourself." Madam Yvonne said, as she pounced on Nadine. This time, she hit her target and knocked Nadine over.Nadine used her hands to stop the lycanthrope from sinking its teeth into her. Nadine noticed that the lycanthrope was like a human sized wolf. She felt the strength that lay in its muscles and marveled. Nadine heaved and threw the lycanthrope o

Nadine let herself into Madam Yvonne's shop, “You called me.” She said as she sat down on one of the wicker chairs.“Yes.” Madam Yvonne said pouring some tea into two cups. She brought them over to where Nadine was, and offered a cup to her.“No, thanks.” Said Nadine, as she remembered what happened the last time she drank Madam Yvonne's tea.“You sure? It's really good.” Madam Yvonne asked as she sipped hers and let out a moan of relish.Nadine shook her head. She twiddled her thumbs and looked at Madam Yvonne, “You called me.” She reiterated.“I need a situation report. Have you started hunting? Where's the lycanthrope blood that I asked you to get?” Madam Yvonne asked.“Umm, I haven't found any lycanthrope.” Nadine said uneasily. She wasn't about to tell Madam Yvonne about the idiot Lycan Throb.“Oh well! Let's not rush you. I'm pretty sure you'll get one.” Madam Yvonne consoled.“Another reason I called you here is to give you your

Madam Yvonne hummed happily as she put some spices into the concoction she was brewing. Truly, she had underestimated that Nadine. She had been shocked when Nadine had come in a few hours ago and dropped off the vial containing some lycanthrope's blood. Madam Yvonne had tasted it and found out that Nadine wasn't shitting her.For the first time in a long time, Nadine had hope that she would get revenge on the lycanthrope who had scarred her face.Madam Yvonne stirred her brew which contained the lycanthrope's blood and waited for it to boil.A visitor entered and immediately, Madam Yvonne positioned herself in front of the brew, effectively hiding it from the person's view.The visitor turned out to be Nick.“Ah, Nick. To what do I owe the pleasure? Are you here in your capacity as a detective or an Alpha?” Madam Yvonne said jovially.Ignoring her, Nick sniffed deeply, “I smell blood.” He said suspiciously.Blasted lycanthrope, thought Madam