#got7fic

“You’re doing great.” The old man beside you whispered words of encouragement. He was currently smoothing your damp hair away from your face, as another wave of pain tore through your body. Screaming in the darkness, the sound reverberated off the stone walls. A cold cloth was placed on your forehead, soon to be scalding hot from your own body temperature burning up. You have never been this hot in your life, and you were convinced you were melting into a puddle on this god forsaken cave floor.

“She’s not going to make it.” the old man spoke to someone you couldn’t see. You may have been out of it from the pain, but you were awake enough to understand what he was saying. You silently cursed yourself for taking on that campers request. In all your three years of working as a park ranger in this part of the country, wolves had never been a problem, it was simply unheard of. You wanted to prove that camper wrong, that were in fact weren’t any wolves in this area, and you ended up being proved wrong. 

You walked down a dark path next to the campsite where the man was staying. Rustling was heard all around you. You assumed it was some rabbits or something, but you were sorely mistaken when a large wolf came bounding out after you. Teeth bared, and breath visible in the darkness. You screamed and dropped your flashlight, turning on your heel trying to get back to the park’s jeep. You weren’t fast enough. It gripped your ankle and dragged you down, shaking it’s head and twisting your leg - a horrible crunching noise filling the night air - and you knew it was broken. It made sure you weren’t getting away.

Just as fast as it had happened though, it was over. The wolf was gone, and the only thing around you was silence, You didn’t even have the energy to cry. It wasn’t until some time later that a man around your age found you. You begged him to take you to a hospital. He asked what happened and you explained. He cursed, at what you weren’t sure, but he loaded you up in the jeep nonetheless and drove deeper into the forest. Through the haze that was settling in around your vision, you looked at the man driving your jeep. His face was contorted in worry. He kept sneaking small glances at you, worry radiating off his body. He was shirtless, you noticed. He wore a pair of simple workout shorts and had no shoes on from what you could tell. His hair was short and black, hardly moving in the wind that blew through the open windows.

“Where..where..are we..” you couldn’t form a full sentence before pain ripped through your body and a loud scream took place of the words. The man driving cursed again and the jeep sped up. 

He took you to a save deep into the forest from what you could tell. He hopped out of the drivers seat and made his way towards you. You felt his arms slip under your body as he began to carry you. The pain was too much and you lost consciousness.

It wasn’t until that older man was telling you one thing and telling someone else, whom you assumed was the man who brought you, another thing. Were you doing great? It didn’t feel like it. So maybe the truth was that you weren’t going to make it. What kind of infection spreads that quickly? You didn’t understand. You didn’t want to understand. You just wanted to go home and lay in your bed and curl up with your cat. Visions of your family began flashing through your mind as you began to lose consciousness again.

--

“Hey, you awake?” you felt a hand caress your cheek softly as a cold cloth was placed on your forehead once again. This time, it stayed cold. Your body was no longer burning up and you felt amazing.No more pain. Nothing. Maybe you were dead.

“Am I dead?” you voiced.

A soft chuckle came from beside you, “Far from it. You’re alive and you’re healthy. That’s all that matters.”

You nodded and tried to open your eyes slowly. You were expecting bright white light, but what you got was a soft glow of an oil lamp beside the bed you were laying on. Shadows dances across the wall with the flicker of the flame. You turned your head to the left, where the man was sitting and noted it was the same man from last night. Maybe last night? You weren’t sure how much time passed. However, this time he was fully clothed in a black tshirt and a pair of jeans.

“I’m Jackson.” he said with a toothy grin.

“YN.” you croaked.

“Are you up for some chit chat?” a familiar voice came through the half lit room. Jerking your head in that direction, startled, you saw the old man from last night. He seemed to be in better spirits than the other night.

“Yeah.” you breathed.

He walked further into the room and sat down on the chair Jackson was previously sitting on. He moved the chair a bit closer to you and began rummaging through a bag he had brought in with him. He pulled out a stethoscope and began checking your vitals.

“You’re a doctor?” you asked.

“I’m a vet.” he answered bluntly.

“A vet? Don’t you think I need a doctor?” you asked confused.

The old man put down the stethoscope and looked at Jackson with an accusing look, “You didn’t tell her yet?”

“She just woke up before you walked in. It wasn’t exactly like I could be like ‘hey you’re a werewolf, welcome to the pack’ now could I?” Jackson spat back.

“I’m sorry what?” you asked laughing. “A werewolf? What are you guys smoking?” 

THe room got quiet and the old man just raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips before getting up and walking towards the door, “I’ll just let Jackson explain.” was all he said before he disappeared.

You sat up in the bed, adjusting the covers around you, suddenly realizing you were in different clothes than from yesterday. You could question him later about which of those perverts saw you naked. Right now, you needed information on what the literal fuck these people were going on about. Your arms crossed in front of your chest as you stared at Jackson for an explanation. 

“Well?” you pressed.

“It’s easier to show you than explain, I supposed.” he scratched the back of his neck and stepped back. He removed his shirt, and for the first time you got a good look at his body. It was ripped and you weren’t ashamed to be staring. It wasn’t until he leaned down to take his pants off did you take your eyes off of him.

“What are you doing?!” you squealed, pulling the blankets to cover your face.

“Please, you’re going to have to get used to it. Nakedness isn’t a big deal around here.” he scoffed.

You pulled the blanket down to uncover one eye and saw Jackson standing there in all his naked glory. Well, he at least had the decency to turn around so the only thing you really saw was his ass. He looked over his shoulder, worry etched into his features, “I know you’re going to freak out, but please, keep the screaming to a minimum.”

“Why would I- OH MY GOD!” you shrieked as you started to watch his body ripple. His skin began to shed and in it’s place, fur grew. He went from standing on two legs to all fours. Hands and feet turned into paws, and his face turned grotesquely into that of a wolves. In the matter of thirty seconds, a man turned into a large black wolf right in front of your eyes. Your eyes were boring into his. Not breaking contact. You could have swore the damn thing smiled, that couldn’t be possible, right? Animals can’t smile.

Just as fast as it happened, he turned back into a human again. This time facing towards you, so you got the full view this time around. In your hurry to cover your eyes, you managed to fall off the bed and land with a loud thud onto the floor. Jackson was suddenly kneeling beside you, helping you back up into the bed.

“Are you alright?” he asked concerned.

You nodded and looked at him, realizing he was still naked, you swatted at him to get away, “For heaven’s sake, put some clothes on!” you shouted, earning a laugh from him as he gathered his clothes and dressed quickly as you kept your head turned.

“Done.” he said.

Swiveling your head back towards Jackson you saw that he was in fact dressed once again, relief flooding through your body. He may be okay with being naked in front of other people, but you weren’t. “So, that proves you’re a...a..were..wolf..” the sentence felt weird rolling off your lips, “but that doesn’t prove I am.” you said defiantly.

Jackson sighed and grabbed a mirror off the table and held it up towards you. The reflection that stared back at you wasn’t human, entirely anyhow. Your ears were pointed at the top, your skin a bit darker than what it usually was. The thing that shocked you the most was the bright blue eyes that stared back at you instead of the normal dark brown. Your hands moved to your face as you began to feel all over your features. “This is a nightmare.” you whispered.

Jackson sat beside you and shook his head, “Afraid not, princess. It’s real life. Don’t worry though. Your features will go back to normal after another 24 hours. It’s a side effect of the change.” 

“So what.. that wolf that attacked me...that was a werewolf? What, do you guys just go around biting random ass people?” you could feel yourself getting heated.

“No. We don’t know who that was. A rogue I’m assuming.” he explained.

“It doesn’t matter! Things like that shouldn’t even happen! What did I do to deserve this?! I didn’t ask for this!” as if it was out of your control, your temper was building up. You felt like you were going to explode.

“Hey...yn, calm down..” Jackson stood up and backed away a few steps, his hands held up.

“Calm down?!” you laughed crazily, “You want me to calm down?!” your body felt like it was vibrating. It was thrumming with adrenaline now.

“Listen, if you don’t calm down, you’re going to change. You can’t do that just yet. You’re not prepared.” Jackson tried reasoning.

“Do you think I would be prepared! This is madness!” and that was all it took. You could physically feel your skin shifting. You could feel it ripping as patches of fur began to take over your body. THe pain was excruciating, but thankfully not as bad as the night you were bitten. You fell off the bed and landed on all fours. You began to scream. The scream slowly turned into a howl and before you knew it, you were a full blown wolf. You could feel your body panicking. You were shaking and you were scared. You looked around the room for Jackson and noticed him standing in front of  you, eyes wide in wonder. You looked down at yourself and saw your fur was stark white, compared to his midnight black fur.

“Yn, just sit still okay?” Jackson cautioned.

You just stared at him, still unsure of what to do so you stood still as possible. You watched him through wary eyes as he came closer to you, hands outstretched. His fingers found his way into your fur on the top of your head. He knelt down in front of you and he held your face in both of his hands, his thumbs stroking the side of your snout. “That’s a good girl.” he cooed. You let out a low growl, it’s not like you were a dog.

“It’s alright, princess. I’ll take care of you. I know you want to turn back, but you have to calm down first. Once your nerves are calm, you’ll change back, okay? Easy peasy.” he instructed. 

You leaned your head down and attempted to lay down, falling in the process, not entirely sure how to work your limbs just yet. You lay on your side and just looked around the room. Jackson sat down fully beside you and moved your head so it was in his lap. His fingers stroked through your fur gently. You would be lying if you said it didn’t feel good, because it did. So good you had to refrain yourself from kicking your back leg in pleasure.

“It’ll be okay, YN. I promise.” Jackson murmured from above you. You huffed through your nose and he just chuckled. “It takes some getting used to, but it gets easier. Pretty soon you can do this at will, angry or calm orr whatever emotion you’re feeling.”

You didn’t want this, but you didn’t have much of a choice. You felt yourself getting tired, so you decided to close your eyes for a moment, and enjoyed Jackson’s fingers scratching behind your ear.

--

“Try it again.” Jackson instructed.

The two of you were currently outside during daylight for what felt like the first time in eons, but it’s really been a week. News reports played in the back of your mind about your disappearance from the camp ground over a week ago and oddly enough you felt relieved everyone thought you were dead. You wouldn’t know how to live your life around them like this.Jackson had introduced you to the whole community in the middle of this National Park you worked at. You knew it was vast but you didn’t know how big it was that it could hide a whole village of people basically. Everyone was really accepting of you.

“I’m tired!” you whined.

“Boo hoo. One more time then we can go clean up. Come on.” he hunched forward with his hands on his knees, getting into position again. The two of you were currently running through some exercises to help you and your ‘inner wolf’ gain strength. You sighed and crouched down before you took off sprinting across the field and slamming your body into Jackson’s. This time though, you managed to catch him off guard and knocked him to the ground.

Your body lay ontop of his, arms on either side of his head as you grinned triumphantly down at him, “How was that?” you asked breathing hard.

He just nodded up at you and cleared his throat, “Pretty good, actually. I wasn’t expecting that.”

The two of you stayed like that for a moment before he cleared his throat again and gave you a look, did you finally realize you were still on top of him, panting like a dog. Which technically you were, but that’s on technical terms. You got off of him quickly and stood up, offering your hand for helping him up. He grabbed a hold of it and instead of allowing you to help him up, he pulled you back down as he rolled his body on top of yours, pinning you down.

“Bet you weren’t expecting that.” he grinned.

“That wasn’t fair.” you whined again.

“Life isn’t fair.” he stuck his tongue out at you.

“Tell me about it...” you grumbled and looked anywhere but at him.

“Hey..” he whispered. He rolled off of you and sat beside you, helping you into a sitting position. “I know you don’t like this, and I wish there was something I could do for you, but let’s try to make it the best we can, okay?” he offered.

“I’m sorry. You’re giving me all your time and attention to help me out and I’m being a whiny brat. I’m thankful, truly for everything you all have done. And despite this being a shitty situation, I guess it was better than me either dying in the woods or turning into a werewolf and eating my whole family the first time I raged out.” you laughed humorlessly. 

“People don’t taste good, you wouldn’t have eaten them.” Jackson declared.

You looked at him in shock, “YOU HAVE EATEN SOMEONE!?”

“What! No! From what I hear. I have never turned a human so I can’t even imagine what they would taste like. But I would assume disgusting. I’ve heard stories.” he explained.

“Mhm.” was all you said.

“I know things are really tough right now, but I just want you to know I will be there for you through it all.” he said, his eyes boring into yours.

You smiled and nudged him with your shoulder, “I know you will. You’re stuck with me. I’m like a stray kitten you feed one time. I just keep coming back until you have no choice but to keep me.” you giggled.

“I’m okay with that.” he breathed. His eyes flickered to your lips for a brief moment before back to your eyes. “You’re so beautiful, you know that?”

The compliment took you by surprise and you could feel yourself flush from head to toe. You turned your head to the side and tried to hide behind a curtain of your own hair. “I didn’t tell you that so you would hide it from me, YN.” 

“I know. It just shocked me is all...” you whispered.

Jackson’s fingers hooked under your chin and turned your head towards his so you were facing him once again. “I mean it, you’re beautiful.” he stated a second time.

A smiled formed on your face, and before you knew it, his lips were on yours ever so softly. It felt like they weren’t even there. Your own hands reached up and held tightly to the front of his shirt as you pulled him closer, crushing your lips together.

After a moment he leaned back and placed his forehead against yours, “I want to make this process as easy for you as possible. I want to be the one you run to when you need help.” his confession earning him a smile.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” and with that Jackson pressed his lips against yours once more.