Sheep's Clothing by Gary Lewis (free ebook reader for pc txt) 📕

of a stick caught her attention toward the tall trees behind the shed. It was a black space from which branches and leaves emerged to stretch into the sky. They waved slightly to the movement in the air. Her eyes turned further as she peered deeply into the open pastures adjacent to her backyard. Past the nearest hills, nothing could be seen through the darkness aside from the jagged horizon of wooded wilderness.

#Werewolf#

It lifted its long snout to sample the midnight air. Bright moonlight filled the black breeze with a hunger that could never be satisfied. While exhaling a burning hatred, it stepped out from the cover of pine and spruce scented evergreens onto the edge of the ballfield at the old recreation center. The creature panned its face side to side in search for what it craved more than life itself. With a hard sniff, it stopped, eyes wide. Fear. The scent of despair drew its focus beyond the dust filled dugouts, bent metal fencing and tilted bleachers that still stood in disrepair.

All was perfectly visible through the darkness as it lurked closer to the old bleachers, peering out to the small, dirt parking area on the other side. Two voices, male and female broke into argument beside a dark, four door car. The hood was propped open where the overweight man bent to lean his hands against the grille, still raising his angry voice to the whimpering cries of the woman as she sat just beyond an open driver door.

The beast continued to slowly step one long stride after another to the end of the rusted metal beams nearest the front of the car. Vague human memories flashed of the cheering crowds that once sat there, but they were quickly overtaken by a vicious anger that filled claws, urging to rip through prey.

Several unkept bushes grew between the bleachers and the car. Leafed branches that hadn't seen a set of shears since another time stretched in all directions. The monster slipped behind their cover, creeping closer to the calamitous couple.

The man's dark blue uniform reeked of burnt automotive oil and sweat. It almost covered the odor of his blood, but not entirely. His heart pumped quickly with a discontent that cried out to be ripped from his chest. The smell of cheap perfume and laundry detergent drifted with salty tears, an ocean of sad servitude that yearned to spill with red rivers of life.

"Where the fuck you think you're going?" The man's hoarse voice stunk of cheap cigarettes and beer. From the dense foliage, just a few feet behind, the creature squatted to slope forward. It slipped its long face between the bushes as it watched him twist the radiator cap back into place. The car door slammed just before clacking heels stormed further away by the second. "Hey!" the man shouted as he rounded the front of the car, just out of view.

Teeth pressed tightly together, drooling onto the powder soft dirt drive where it tilted its nose downward before emerging from the bushes. Fingers brandishing blades stretched outward at its sides while one paw stepped in front of the other, bringing it to the raised hood where the man stood seconds ago.

"Let go!" The lady's scream twitched the beast's ear to attention as it swung its head to the driver side. It crept around to see him tugging at her arm. A few yards behind him, it stood and stared down its next victim. As they pulled and pushed at one another, their voices broke into incoherent obscenities. The struggle of contempt and fear rumbled into the empty pit in the creature's stomach as its mouth watered even more for the flavor of pain.

The woman's eyes lit with fright. Her screams turned the man, still clinging onto her arm with his right hand. It bolted toward him in two bounds. "No!" he shouted, left arm outstretched in defense. It clamped its bite onto his arm. The beast slammed him onto the ground as it felt bones snap in the force of its jaws.

Screams from the woman became more distant as she ran toward the road. The werewolf let go of the struggling man and raised its head in her direction. He scrambled to his feet beside the car. Blood sprayed from his gashed arm, dangling a barely attached hand. The creature swiftly ripped its left claws into his chest. Fingers dug between ribs as it slammed him into the driver side back window, exploding glass onto the dirt. As he laid prone through the window, gargling in pools of blood, it gripped his breastbone. With a loud crack, it yanked his chest cavity open. The beast shoved its face inside the gaping hole and chewed its way to his heart, tugging it free with a shake of its head. Raising its face to the sky, it gave two chomps before swallowing with a single gulp. The large, yellow orb in the sky locked its gaze and it let out a howl that echoed across the entire nightscape it dominated.

"Help!" Female cries rang from the distance where her tiny form rushed to the right under the streetlight. The baggy, pale blue shirt made her clearly visible above her dark skirt as she screamed her way down the street in the direction of the darkened library, flailing her fragile arms in the air.

Pounding paws splashed through a puddle as the beast bounded toward the road, its swift sprint carried the carnivore through a swoosh of wind that flew through its fur. While the creature darted through the dirt into the damp grass, the lady's frantic shouts became louder.

The embankment that rose up to the street grew closer by the second. Trampling over her discarded high heel shoes, the werewolf gained on the woman until her fright filled face locked eyes with it. It leapt onto the steep hill, kicking dirt with every bound. She stumbled with a scream and tripped onto her side. The werewolf stopped at the edge of