"She looks so peaceful. Like a magnolia in May." Frieda stared at Xenia's body.
"It's strange she's still human?" Lacey leaned over Xenia's body, sniffing it before stepping back. "She doesn't smell like a werewolf to me. Maybe it didn't work."
"Let me see." Frieda pushed Lacey out of the way and sniffed Xenia. She shook her head and did it again in different places.
"Well, at least she smells good," Frieda purred while twirling a strand of Xenia's hair around her finger. "Has she always looked this pretty? Look at how her hair frames her face."
"Get off of her, you horn dog," Lacey said, pushing Frieda away from Xenia. "Don't make me get the hose."
Frieda pouted. "I can't help it. The moon is callin' to me." Frieda throws her hands in the air with a small twirl. "Can't you feel it c
