"Yeah?" I stopped and looked back over my shoulder.

“What happened to the guy who sent his friends to hurt your girl?"

I held Tisha's gaze for a long, testing moment. Then I felt my mouth slowly quirk at the corner before splitting into a broad, wolfish grin.

I ran my tongue across the edges of my teeth and felt my elongated canines pressing against the soft, wet flesh. Jenny had always had me there to keep her calm, to keep the anger subdued with love. Now I didn't have her to return the favour. I didn't have her because of

Stuart. It hadn't taken me long to find his scent and follow it to where he was hiding. I'd found him in some smashed up, old factory.

He'd been high out of his mind on hallucinogens. I don't think that made what happened next any easier on him.

I turned away from Tisha as she stared after me and made my way out of the door of the Little shop and out to sink myself into the ocean of passing people.

My name is Larry Howard, and I'm not afraid anymore.

I'm not afraid of Love.

I'm not afraid of pain.

I'm not even afraid of werewolves.

Of course, that doesn't mean that you shouldn't be.

NEW STORY TITLE:

VIRIDIAN NINJA

Summary: This story is a tale of an escaped slave and a deadly forest beauty.

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Hunter and Hunted

The sun rose over the ancient forest, its warm, dappled Light revealing a small herd of deer gathered in a clearing. Quietly they grazed in the midst of the towering trees of their subtropical home.

Quiet they were, but not off guard. Their ears were ever raised, alert for the slightest abnormal sound, their eyes scanning, and their nostrils twitching.