The large diamond on her ring sparkled subtly in the waning light. Its numerous faces looked sinful…distant lights sparkling on its sharp edges.
Andrea looked at it and felt a tingle of excitement shoot through her body.
She shivered in the thin nightgown. She had put it on today only for him. People on the way had given her strange looks. She had ignored them…anything for Julian, she thought. She was going to be with him again.
The wind was playing mischief at that late hour-as gentle as a stream one moment, as wild as a gale the next. The gown flapped against her legs noisily. From a distance, her silhouette looked like a perfectly sculpted female form.
She grew impatient with each passing minute.
The week had seemed to her like an eternity. But now she couldn’t wait. She wanted to feel his arms wrapped around her. The smell of his cologne was still etched in her mind…a scent that roused her even now.
She looked up at the stars and the moonlit sky. It was a beautiful night. The disc of the full moon was mesmerizing. In a surge of excitement, she slid the gown off her. Closing her eyes, she imagined him coming up and lifting her in a warm embrace.
"Be patient" she told herself and looked at the ring. Staring at the diamond, her lips unconsciously curled into a smile. She vividly remembered the day he had proposed to her. After the initial euphoric shock, she had squealed with joy looking at the beautiful diamond he had slid onto her finger.
Now he lay at her feet…a tombstone marking the spot.
"I cant wait any longer" she said to herself.
She took off the ring and stared at the diamond. All she had to do was swallow it…and she would be with him again. Closing her eyes, she bit the stone off the ring.
Just then, a faint rustle passed through the woods behind the tree. She opened her eyes…staring into her face were two flaming blue orbs. Startled, she backed off.
“Ahh….you don’t require to worry beautiful…I am not here to hurt you..ssss!”
A man stepped out of the shadows…his face glowing bright silver under the moon. His eyes shone a brilliant blue. A thick tuft of fur shrouded his neck.
Shocked, she somehow mumbled…”You are a werewolf!”
“Yesss…a loup-garou…am not from this world…nor from the domain where he tarries…either” he pointed at the tombstone. “You are a beautiful creature…pity wasting that beauty for someone who is all mud and worms! Come with me…I forebode a beauteous abode for your soul….”
His eyes seemed to glow brighter with each word. She stood in a trance…her loneliness pushing her to cling to every word.
He howled as the moon shone the brightest. “Not much time I have…come with me…let me bleed you before the moon wanes…and you shall be mine..” he was on all fours now, bristling fur sprouting all over him.
Mesmerized, she held out her arm. His eyes shone brighter…and he swiped her glowing skin. A smart of blood escaped in a thin line…she wailed like a banshee…blood rushing in gusts inside her…her mind muddled with images of a misty forest…wolf-men running in packs…howling to the full moon…clawing at trees…running like the wind…in a world lined with silver.
Before long, her transformation was complete. He ran into the forest. She followed…but stopped…letting her wolvine self surrender to one final roguery of the human mind.
Lifting a furry leg, she let out a stream of warm weewee on the tombstone.
This is a redo of a short I had written a while back…..Glitter. If you wish to read the original, here’s the link