I was restless, again, but this time my mind was filled with an image of that massive creature. It had been covered in fur and the creature did look similar to a wolf, but it stood like a man, with a wide chest.
All four of us slept in the same room, and I didn't mind this time. I was worked up about the Werewolf. From what Drania had said, I was a vampire, and that meant it was hunting me. That made me worry that I might try to target the girls, opening up another bag of rotten fruit in my mind.
"K, you need to relax, there is nothing you can do about it. Come lay down, you need to get some sleep," Lesha said from the bed, patting the sliver of the mattress I was expected to squeeze onto.
She was right, and I laid down on the bed, somehow gaining enough room to be considered comfortable. I was worried it was going to take me forever to sleep, but in Lesha's arms I was out like a candle in no time.
Morning came, and I was surprised to be still on the bed, but I got up right away. I had got a decent sleep this time, and it was time to get on the road. The men would be waiting, so I got the girls all up and we said goodbyes to the Innkeeper as we left.
The men had the carriages and wagon out and just hooking the last one back up. Corbit spotted use and gave a half-wave, and a forced smile. Last night's sleep must not have been as good for him.
For all of Tim's bravado, they still slept out here with Mark, Kevin, and Gastbo. I was really surprised that Gastbo would choose to stay out here with the Werewolf around, but if something happened to his supplies, it could be his life in another way. This was a big trip for Gastbo, he only went twice a year, and when he went, he took all of the best items he had crafted at The Forge. So, for him to lose it could prevent him from paying the people working for him and material to make more things to sell.
The whole system was hard for people like Gastbo, but he wasn't the only one. It would be good to establish a way to do trade faster, but that was a problem for another day. It was time to go, so the four of us loaded back into the wagon.
Today we would be camping outside at the river of Tarcord that came from Giyadel and then led out to the sea. The area was open, and there were armed guards at the bridge, making it a popular place to camp, according to Tim. He had popped his head down to let us know a bit about the next town, but I also had some more questions about the Werewolves and Vampires.
"Greled is pretty small, but a bit bigger than the Persab, the town doesn't have any special features, but they do have good honey, so we can get a jar or two, but they don't have an Inn. The town is within a day's ride from the city, so there was more trouble than it was worth to have even a bar in the town, but it isn't dry. The town has just grown to be private, and that keeps Dysters riff-raff out," Tim explained from the floor of our carriage.
He had the door open and both he and Corbit were sitting in the wide doorway. Tim had tied the door open, and the breeze that was coming inside was nice and refreshing. The day was warming up, but the breeze made it more than bearable.
"As for the wolf, they are a tribe of people that are born with the ability to shift into monsters as you saw, but they are harmless for the most part. I do have to say that it is weird for one to kill twice in the same area. It's highly unlikely that it was slighted and killed in the same twice, there must be something else going on."
"We should have gone and found out more information about the other person killed!" Gloria said, clenching her fists.
"K, might drink blood, but she isn't a vampire, but now that she and Lesha have been seen, the creature might follow us. K, you might be setting off some kind of alert with it, I am sorry I didn't take you more seriously last night. I will keep a watch up and I will watch for wolves, they can take the form of a normal wolf, but they are much bigger and easy to tell apart."
I was glad to hear my fears and worries hadn't been unfounded, but we would be sleeping outside tonight, and that meant there would have to be watches posted all around the camp. I was starting to feel like a burden by attracting this monster to us, but we needed to know what it was.
I could have never imagined that there were such things like this on the other side of my mountains. It felt like I had been living a sheltered life, and only now was I taking a step out into the great big world. I needed to get stronger, smarter, and push past my old limits, but there was so much to learn.
"You're not alone, you know that right? You don't have to keep it bottled up inside. We all know this is new for you, and we are here to help. The wolf affects us all, something is attracting it to us, and maybe it is you, but we are a team and you are the Leader. We have your back," Lesha said squeezing my arm.
The rest of the ride was quiet, and we reached The River of Tarcord just before sunset.
Everyone got the tents set up, but they were tight to the wagons. We had the horses posted up at either end of the row of three tents, and for some reason, Gastbo demanded that I put my tent in the middle. I was fine with it, but I still wondered why he would take a chance with being on the outside?
"Why?"
"Doesn't matter! I said I would take you with me, but James would kill me slow if I let you get killed. So I will take the quick death from the Werewolf then what your father will do to me!" Gastbo told me, before turning and walking over to take a place at the fire.
I was left speechless, and it took Lesha grabbing my hand to shake me free of my shocked silence. I turned to her smile but stopped her from pulling me to the fire, I needed to find some tall grass or a tree. Lesha looked at me, and when I put my knees together and grabbed my wrist, she started to giggle.
The other girls were at the fire with the men, so we went to the other side of the wagons, there was no one around. We were in a large clearing that was tight to the river and I could hear the sound of moving water as I looked into the line of trees. Lesha was behind me to give me a bit of privacy; whether or not that she had seen me naked, going to the bathroom was different! Outside at least, where you just wanted to get it done and over with.
I pulled down my underwear and squatted down at the same time. I concentrated on the sound of the rushing water, trying to let it come, but then I concentrated on the line of trees about ten meters away. My eyes could pierce then night, and I could see far better than I ever could before, and there was no mistaking the yellow eyes, pointed furry ears, back, and tail.
I was mid peep and it wasn't rushing me yet, but the piss was non-stop like it was three days without relieving myself. The entire time, only the tail moved on the Wolf, it was not the same monster as before, but far larger than any wolf I had ever seen. I finally finished and pulled my underwear up, reaching back and touching Lesha.
"It's back," I said, but I tried to find it, and It was not where it was, but there had been smells like creamy fruit and something islandy sweat, but the smells had been so faint. "Nevermind, it's gone now."
"Are you sure you are not just getting tired? Maybe you should turn in early tonight?" Lesha asked after taking my hands and then gave me a kiss.
"Will you be coming with me? We haven't really got much…" I let my statement trail off, but she understood what I was trying to hint at.
"I think we should wait until we have a safe place in Dyster. I would hate to get something started and then have to stop, right?" Lesha asked me with a raised eyebrow.
I wrapped my arms around her soft body with my legs bent, and pushed my face down into her soft breast, starting to kiss them. Lesha started to laugh and try to push me off.
"I am willing to take the chance of some Werewolf interrupting us!" I said trying to sneak my hands up Lesha's skirt.
"Girls! Food is ready! Come get it!" Kevin called from the other side of the wagon.
I was momentarily distracted and Lesha broke free and ran around the wagon. I went to follow, but instantly when I was on high alert, burning red blood and platelets to make shields. I created the shield, just stopping a strike from something. Whatever had hit me was gone, completely now, and I let my shield crumble out of my hand, and then put it to my cheek.
Blood. A small cut, but whatever I had blocked had still managed to get me a little bit. The warning had been the smell, Tropical Island, fresh, crisp, and sharp. Whatever it was, it was gone, but the other smell was still here the smooth, thick, and creamy smell. That had to be the wolf.
'Are they my servant?'
'Unfortunately, more than likely if you can smell them as a sweet smell that you enjoy because Werewolves smell like wet dogs, and Vampires have no smell, unless it is perfume. These two are going to be a constant thorn and will not come quietly.' -Drania.
'Well, that's good, I was worried they were trying to kill me or something.'
'I never said they weren't trying to kill you! Until you have them under your control, they are a danger to you and the people around you, but neither of them will come quietly. Once you take one of them the other is going to refuse to come near you, but you will need them both!' -Drania.
Great, I had two more servants, but they both wanted to kill me, and each other. I almost walked into Lesha on my way back to the fire, but she stopped me, grabbing my arms, and then putting a hand to my cheek where I had the small cut. Then she grabbed my head with both hands and licked my face.
I struggled and pushed her off, but she was on me again, but not licking me with time.
"What happened to you? Why were you taking so long? You were supposed to be right behind me! K!" Lesha shouted at me.
"Hey! Something attacked me! Stop shouting at me!" I shouted back, Mei and Gloria were both coming over now to see what was going on.
"What happened? Did the wolf attack you?" Gloria asked as she walked up with Mei beside her.
"No the Werewolf is prowling around the camp. It was a vampire this time! Whatever that is, but both of them have smells like you girls, so there is that too."
I looked over to Gloria who had gone silent, and she was white as a fresh bed sheet.
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