Geez, what did he think I was going to do, go on a rampage and bite everyone in the class? Well, Mr. Professor, that was not my style, but if it was, I would make sure the biggest chunk would be from out of his ass!
Oh well, I thought, sighing inwardly, at least I got the transfer paper I needed. I slid into a seat near the front row. With all the mess that happened at Camp Vickers, I was forced to start the new semester at University of Maryland late. Naturally, most of the classes were full—especially the smaller, advanced courses, like this one. But the Government had asked for special treatment for me from the school, stating I had almost been a victim of sex trafficking. The Dean had taken their request into consideration and given me permission not only to start classes late, but to also allow me entry into any class I wanted, even if it was full. I knew this was a pretty big deal. After all, classes had been in session for several weeks now, and the transfer period was long over. At least that was one thing the government had done right.
Despite my glee at getting in the class, it was hard to stay awake as the professor started talking. He had one of those monotone voices that lulled you into sleep mode. I glanced at the course schedule in my notebook. Ugh, there were plenty of classes scheduled, and I knew if wanted to understand the material I would have to attend all of them. I yawned and stretched my arms a little, hoping the professor wouldn’t notice.
Pay attention Beverly, I told myself. You are back in school. You have to get a decent grade here, or you may not graduate. The Vickers mess is over and it’s time to move on. I rubbed my neck lightly, feeling the bite mark on my skin. Of course, now that I was a werewolf, things were never going to be the same, but at least I was back in the real world where I could shop and party, instead of being stuck in some forest. Though I had to admit, the fuck sessions with Dave had been more than eye opening—no regular guy had ever come close to giving me the mind-blowing sex I experienced with that wereman.
I closed my eyes as I thought of Dave, the werewolf I had mated with at Camp Vickers. He had this hot, intense look that drove me wild. His face was sculpted to perfection, with a firm nose and chin, topped by gorgeous, gray eyes. He had dark salt and pepper hair that I loved running my fingers through. And his body—Dave’s physique was all twisted steel and sex appeal, so firm and muscular. With a body like that, you would have to imagine a ginormous cock, and you’d be right. The first time I saw it I almost freaked out. He was hung like a horse and when he fucked me; he used his tool fully. He drove so deep into my pussy he had me seeing stars. Mmm, I could feel my little pink panties get wet just thinking about it.
Not only was the sex good, but Dave was also a great guy. I loved him, and I was thrilled when he agreed to share an apartment with me while I continued my studies at the University of Maryland, College Park.
The sex was just as hot in our little apartment as it had been at Camp Vickers. We also had plenty of arguments, though, just like we’d had there. Just this morning, we’d fought over who was supposed to have picked milk up from the grocery store. There wasn’t a drop in the fridge for coffee.
But of course, we had made up after. I licked my lips as I visualized Dave sucking my pink nipples and fucking me senseless with his big, hard dick, but my daydreaming was interrupted by the sound of a metal chair screeching along the floor.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see the girl in the seat next to me inching away, trying to do it in a way I wouldn’t notice. She must have heard the professor say my name, or recognized my face from my picture in the media. Inwardly I laughed. Like so many of the other people I had come across since I’d returned from Camp Vickers, they all thought I was a shifter and would attack at any moment.
They didn’t realize that I was in control. I did not just bite people randomly. Sure, there were evil werewolves, like members of the Vlodik pack, but that did not mean they should lump us all together. But of course, I just couldn’t help myself. Turning my head away so the professor couldn’t see, I bared my teeth and gave a low, guttural hiss. She almost fell down as she knocked over her chair while rushing to move to a different seat. My face was still in a snarling mode when the door to the classroom opened and a sizzling hot guy walked in.