I totally checked out her butt as she left. It was still amazing.

I turned back to the books and sighed, flicking over a page and getting back to work. I took notes on all the so-called cures. I didn't find much that I'd be willing to try on Jenny since most of those “cures” were thought up in the medieval period and let's just say if it was me,

I'd prefer staying as a werewolf.

I scribbled down some notes. I had two stops to make before I headed on home. The first was the nearest open surgery which turned out to actually be in the city hospital. I barely got there in time to make an appointment and had to sit there for two whole hours whilst the GP's saw all the other patients who'd had the sense to make an appointment beforehand.

Finally my fake name was called out and I followed a corridor from the waiting room to room four where I was told the doctor would see me. He was quite a severe looking man in his mid-to-late twenties who gave me a very forced yet amiable smile as I entered his office.

“Hello there." He gestured to the seat opposite from him.

“Hey." I sat.

“Just so I'm not wasting your time, I'm here kind of on behalf of a friend I'm worried about. Is that ok?"

The doctor gave a short nod in the affirmative, his eyes immediately looking me over for signs of drug use. I guessed a lot of young users came for advice "just for a friend."

“Alright. Well, my friend was hurt recently when she was attacked by a stray dog. She got checked out at the hospital and they gave her the shots and some painkillers." I said as the doctor's brow furrowed.

Clearly this wasn't the sort of questioning he was used to under the circumstances.

“The wound from the bite happened a few nights ago but now it's almost completely gone. This thing took a big chunk out of her leg as well and now you can just see a little scar. She's also gotten a heavy appetite and she's... er... a lot more sexually active." I was trying to put “she's almost humping my leg" into more scientific language.

"I see." The doctor's brow was still quite deeply furrowed. "Well, there are certain drugs that can cause increased appetite and sexual hyperactivity."

“It's not drugs." I calmly stated. "The only things she's taking are some Light pain medication which she probably only took a few of. She showed me a picture of her bite and her parents confirmed when it happened. Do you know anything that could heal it almost completely in a day or so?"

The doctor was less puzzled now and more cautiously intrigued now.

“Well, firstly I would advise you to check again for drug use. However if she really isn't taking anything then I would suggest you have her examined. I obviously cannot tell you any more without her here but I don't know any case of skin miraculously healing itself Like that, especially if the wound was as severe as you say."

“Alright then. Just one more thing. Now this is going to sound crazy. I know it is. I'm not joking and I'm not trying to take the piss either, alright?"

The doctor's brow quickly re-furrowed but he nodded slowly in the affirmative.

“Is there anything in the idea of lycanthropy? Like, any real science behind the myths?”

The man’s severe features softened somewhat and he chuckled softly. I did not take that as a good sign that I was about to find some answers.