Vickie: Dr. by day. Werewolf hunger by night (Book 2)

The warmth of the morning sun caressing my face, arms, and legs while it competed with the cool morning breeze for dominance felt absolutely marvelous on my skin and soothing to my tense muscles.  I’d been up all night studying both ancient and modern texts to help me to understand and possibly find a cure for zombism.After multiple lengthy conversations with my lover and fellow doctor, Peter, and my very good friend, Megan, - who was a wickedly knowledgeable witch and zombie hunter - I’d concluded that, like vampirism, zombism was caused by a virus.  My belief was reinforced by the fact that Peter had secretly given me an inoculation to prevent zombism – in a very sly and naughty way, I might add - before he felt comfortable and confident enough to share the facts about the world I was living in with me.The inoculation consisted of a low dose of the vampire virus.  It wasn’t enough to turn me into a vampire – unless I die

Elijah was lucid enough by the time I’d finished tending his wound and was cleaning up to hold an intelligent conversation with me.“It was bad, wasn’t it, doc?” he said in a soft tone.“How did it happen?” I asked.“I’ve got a farm about ten miles from here.  I heard the animals going crazy, so I went out to check on them.  This… thing… came at me from out of nowhere.”“Thing?” I said with confusion.“It was like a wolf, but it stood on its hind legs like a man and had long arms and huge hands with claws.  It was half-man, half-wolf… a werewolf.”“We had them back when I was a kid, but they were chased out.  It looks like they’re back,” Max said with a shake of his head.  “I was making my rounds when I found Elijah stumbling down the road all bloody and such.  I debated about bringing him h

As I stood, naked, in his embrace, the realization of what we’d just done in the back of my house -for all the world to see- struck home.  I gasped with horrified dismay as I clambered for my clothes.“I can’t believe that we just did this out here,” I sputtered as I pulled my clothes on.  “What if someone saw?”He stood with his pants still down around his ankles and chuckled while he pulled me close again.   I could feel his warm, sex laden manhood against my body as his hand slid under my tee shirt and his thumb found my tender nipple.  I couldn’t believe it when my body started to respond again.  I clenched my thighs together as my stomach reacted to his suckling.  “I’ve been craving a taste of these bulbous beauties since the first day that we met,” he said as he squeezed my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.  “I wouldn’t care if we were in

I returned to my book.  More than ever, I was determined to get a handle on this werewolf situation.  Max may have been a shit about having sex and then dumping me, but his idea of finding a cure for werewolfism was a good one that I intended to work on.  Why not?  The zombie problem was no more and my contest with Peter was vapor.  Focusing on finding a cure for werewolfism was just the thing to focus my bruised and confused mind on.Angela stepped onto the porch just as I’d finished the in-depth description of the book’s werewolf; its looks, its habits, its laws. “I’m leaving tomorrow for about a week,” she said as she sat in the rocker next to me.“Evan told me,” I said. “Please be careful.”“Evan was here?” she said with a scowl.“For a minute, yes,” I replied.“He told you?”“Yes, he did,” I said, t

After a moment of silent contemplation on both our parts, we turned to face the creature that lay stretched out on the gurney.“Should we call Max?” Megan asked.“Is he going to dissect that thing?” I asked with a hint of hostility.“If you want to be able to work with him, it might be a good idea to tone down the hostility and offer an olive branch.”“I don’t know why I need to be the one who offers one.”“You wouldn’t,” she muttered as she stepped up to the creature and cautiously inspected its face. “I can see a hint of human amidst this animal’s snout.”“Really?” I said as I rushed forward to stand next to her.  “Damn, it’s creepy looking.” My involuntary shudder emphasized my feelings.  “I’m a little sorry that Evan left.”“Are you really that dependent on Evan?” she asked