A creak of a hinge was followed by a warning from my beast. My arms wobbled as I shoved myself from the floor, peering into the darkness. "Who’s there?" I followed the rattle of chains as the wolf strode forward until the links that confined him snapped tight. He sniffed the air. My eyes found th...
The tacky red neon sign buzzed and flickered. The place had bad cliché written all over it. I expected sticky carpet and overflowing toilets, where the word ‘relief’ took on another meaning altogether. The three grand and change ballooned my coat pocket. I glanced down at ...