'Stop it, you big tosser!' Olivia giggled as she batted Angus' hand and ran to the other side of the kitchen table. It was a glorious day. The weather crisp and lovely, the sun shining, albeit in a futile attempt as it made no impact in the cold, December weather; even the birds were chirping -- a great feat as no stupid pigeons were batting about the trees.
But what made it most glorious of all was that Olivia had Angus to herself for the whole day. Annette was sleeping over at Sebastian's again or was at work, she had no idea, but Olivia had skived off work to be with Angus for the whole day. At her flat. On a weekday. Something she never thought she would do as she was too strait-laced for such. She sighed happily to herself. Angus was everything she had dreamt of and more. He was attractive, had his own job, nice, caring, patient...all the good words there were in the dictionary pointed in his direction. Even Annette had started liking him. Or pretending to in an Oscar winning way.
She was distracted from her thoughts as Angus lunged at her playfully and grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him so suddenly that she fell into his arms. She laughed as she struggled weakly. 'Let go! I'm not going to eat whatever concoction you...concocted.'
Angus mock growled at her, 'Oh yes you are. You wanted me to cook and now I have. So open up wide and feel this slimy, green soup thing slide down your throat.'
Olivia shrieked loudly and tried to keep her mouth shut as Angus brought a large ladle of something that could not be described as soup in a million years towards her lips.
'Mmmmpphhh,' She wrinkled her nose at the smell while keeping her mouth tightly shut at the alien like thing advancing towards her.
Suddenly the bell rang and Angus turned round, his arms loosening its hold on Olivia.
Olivia grinned triumphantly as she broke away from him and danced towards the door. 'Saved by the bell, haha. And I know Annette's not gonna let you get away with force-feeding me that vile crap you call cooking.'
Angus shrugged at her good-naturedly, 'We'll see about that, then.' He leaned against the side of the table and stared at Olivia as she walked towards the door with something akin to tenderness. He had to tell her why he had befriended her. Today. He could not cope with the guilt anymore. Sebastian was as close to his lady as he would ever be and did not need him anymore. Even if he did, then he, Angus would deal with the consequences of his actions later. Right now he owed much more to Olivia. He could only hope that she would forgive him.
Angus was so deep in his thoughts that he almost ignored the red alert of danger that burst into his brain as Olivia placed a hand on the door knob. He had no idea what was on the other side of the door, but it was not Annette.
He opened his mouth to yell out a warning but he was too late. Olivia had opened the door and he watched as her smile faltered at whoever or whatever was on the other side.
'May I help you?' She asked politely.
A deep voice replied in a cold tone, 'Is Miss Annette Fleming here?'
'No.' Olivia replied confused, 'Why? Is there a problem?'
'Yes. We need to speak to her now. Could you tell me where she is?'
'I don't know. And even if I did, I wouldn't tell you.' Olivia retorted sharply. She did not like the look of these men. There were three of them, all cold looking and wearing sun glasses in the cold weather. Her heart pitter-pattered loudly in her chest.
She suddenly felt Angus behind her and unconsciously slumped in relief. She had no idea she had been poised in such a tense manner.
Angus said flatly, 'You've heard the lady. The woman you're looking for isn't here. If there's nothing else we can help you with, then we suggest you leave.'
He made to shut the door, but was stopped by one of them who now had an evil smirk on his face.
'Well that wouldn't do now, would it? And this must be a great thing as, from what I heard, Miss Annette is a, shall we say, spectacular being. Why, three of us here wouldn't be able to hold her down, would we?'
All the three men laughed at this. Olivia looked frightened. Hold her down? What the hell where they talking about? What did they want with Annette? And how the hell did they know she was different?
'Look, I don't like the tone of your voice and I would very much like if you would remove yourself from my property. This is turning into trespass and if you don't leave, I will call the police.' She said as firmly as she could, although she could not help the little tremor that was visible in her voice.
'Oh no, my dear. Sorry that won't be possible. Since we can't find Miss Annette, then you will have to do. I take it you must be a friend of hers or at least an acquaintance, and I'm sure this will be much easier than getting Miss Annette. She would be easier to...agree with when she knows we have you with us.' This was said with a full out grin.
Olivia felt Angus stiffen behind her. Then his voice came out in a very soft drawl, 'Oh I don't think that's gonna be possible, my dear men. No one is leaving this house but you three. Alone.'
'Is that a fact?' One of them replied then before Olivia could blink, the man's hand shut out in a punch towards Angus' face. She let out a sharp scream and whirled round to see the man's hand in Angus' grip. Her eyes widened at the look on Angus' face. His eyes were blazing with fury.
'You shouldn't have done that.' He whispered. Then he dragged the man into the house so quick it was like a blur and he twisted his wrist causing a sharp crack to sound loudly. The man yelled in a girly voice and looked at his now released hand. It was bent in an unnatural way.
The other two men looked in horror at Angus and one of them gasped in shock, 'Oh my God, he's not human. He's not human!'
Olivia turned in fear to them and back to Angus. What the fuck was going on?
'What the fuck? What's he saying?'
Angus tried to push her behind him with barely controlled gentleness. 'Stay out of this, Olivia.' And with that he turned back to the men who were standing stock still in fear.
One of them lashed out blindly, trying to hit Angus, but his fist caught Olivia as she was about to run into the house and call the police. Olivia's head snapped back with the force of the punch. She dimly heard Angus let out a piercing howl as she struggled to retain consciousness. She blinked rapidly filling eyes at the scene by her door and let out a terrified gasp at what she was seeing. Angus had dragged all three of the men into her flat and slammed the door shut. He then turned towards them, but this time his eyes were different. The whites of his eyes were turning to a deep brown and his lower jaw looked funny, as if it was stretched.
'He's a fucking werewolf!' One of them shrieked then tried to squeeze past Angus to the door.
Olivia thought to herself absently, as if she was not seeing the spectacle before her eyes, was the guy nuts? He could see Angus turning into something not human and he was still trying to push past him. Talk about being incredibly thick.
Angus snarled at him and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. The man whimpered and a dark stain spread down his jeans. Angus held him to his face and growled in a muffled voice, as if his mouth were full of teeth, 'You should have left while you had the chance.' With that statement, he opened his mouth wide and the man moaned at the rows of large sharp teeth, all looking like individual scissors blades in Angus' mouth.
Olivia let out a large horrified scream at what she saw. Oh my God! Angus was truly a werewolf.
Angus turned sharply at the sound. He looked at Olivia for a second with inhuman eyes as if he could he not recognise her, then something cleared in his eyes and he dropped the man immediately as if he were an unwanted bag of stale, musty clothes.
'Get out of here. And stay the hell away from Annette and Olivia. Infact stay away from this part of the city.'
The men nodded vigorously as they stumbled over themselves in their haste to get out of the flat. Angus turned to look at Olivia and saw the fear on her face. He put a hand to his face and groaned inwardly. His blasted temper had gotten away with him as it always did. He felt his jaw in the early stages of merging with his nose and turning into a muzzle. He felt his sharp large teeth crowding his mouth. He could smell the fear and...oh no, was it revulsion, emanating from Olivia in waves. But he couldn't have helped himself. Olivia had been hit and he had felt as if his world was going to end. His future mate had been hit!
He opened his mouth to apologise to Olivia and she put up a hand to stop him. 'Don't. I know you want to apologise but don't. You were trying to protect me and I thank you for that. Just tell me one thing. Did you know about Annette's...otherness?'
Angus stared at her looking for a way out of the line of questioning. He was shocked at what she asked. He thought she was going to talk about him being a werewolf, but she had brushed over it like it was an everyday thing. 'Erm...yeah I did.' He wasn't going to lie anymore.
'You did. I see, and how did you know this?' She asked blankly.
'I always knew about Annette. I just didn't know how to tell you.' He hung his head. His features had turned back human, but he still had a sad look on his face.
And you knew about her how?' Olivia's voice was slowly turning frantic. Please God, let him not say he got close to me to get to Annette. Don't make him say he used me to get to Annette. That he never fancied me, he just wanted Annette.
