The Full Moon by Amber Riel (books to read this summer TXT) 📕

a woman.”

“COSTUMERS!” Lacy shouted with excitement.

Millie and Kyle looked at each other, kind of sad, then to Lacy. “Actually.... No.”

“Yea,” Kyle agreed with Millie in a sad voice.

“Oh.” Lacy felt the disappointment take over. She was hoping for good news, but got bad news instead.

“Champ.” Kyle turned to face him. “Can you search for a Doctor Jack O’Nail?”

“Okay. Why?”

Millie sat up. “Him and his assistant, Jean, came in. Me and Kyle could sense something bad about him.”

“Is that what you two were talking about today?” Shawn asked.

“Yea.” Kyle nodded.

“I got a bad feeling from the guy when they walked in.”

Millie looked at Champ. “He came in asking for a book about how to turn people into animals. That would be fiction, but he wanted nonfiction.”

Champ thought about that. It did sound odd to him as well. Why did some one want such a book? It didn’t make any since to him.

“Get this,” she added. “His reaction when I told him that there was no such thing was like he didn’t believe me.”

“That’s weird. I’ll research and see what I can find out about him.”

“Me and Shawn,” Lacy jumped in, “can see what we can find out about the book.”

“Good idea. Champ, I want you to go with me to his office tomorrow and that way it would be easier for you.”

“Good idea.”

“You know what we found out today?” Millie asked, changing the subject.

“What?”

“You remember Kat from when we were kids?”

“Yea.”

“She’s back.”

“No.”

“Yea.”

“And if me and Shawn weren’t there, Millie would of killed her.”

“So she hasn’t changed?”

“Nope.” Shawn stood up and left the room.

A Visit to the Vet

The next day, Kat was roaming around the town. She was looking for someone to cause trouble with. She noticed Millie and Champ. “My first victim,” she said, smiling devilishly. She walked over to them. “What are you two up to?” she asked.

“What do you want?” Millie asked, rudely.

“I want to know why you two dogs are in town.”

“Why do you care, Kat?” Champ asked, smiling.

Kat looked at him. She noticed that his nose was half human and half wolf. She also noticed his sharp, wolf fangs were coming in, when he smiled. She looked at him in a different light than all the other wolves that she despised. She was confused. There was something about him that she desired. How can that be? Wolves and cats couldn’t be together, but she felt something different about him. To make things worse was that she hadn’t seen him in forever and hadn’t talked to him until today.

Champ looked at the cat standing in front him. He noticed that she was confused about something. He also couldn’t hide the fact that she was beautiful. He couldn’t tell Millie that for a bunch of reasons. He hadn’t seen that cat in a while and he was starting to get feelings for her. Years ago, he couldn’t stand her, and now he was starting to like her. The two things that were stopping him from asking Kat out was Millie and that in the code of Lycans the ninth code stated that lycans, well wolves, could not date outside of their races. They could date humans because of their human forms, but not different animal races, especially cats. If they did then they would be banished from the pack and their love would be put to death. That made him more confused than she was.

“Look, Kat, me and Champ have to do something and I’m not in the mood today.” Millie was ticked about something. “Come on, Champ. We have a doctor to go talk to.”

“Okay. Millie, go ahead. I’ll meet you at the vet. I remembered that I had to go check something.”

“Okay.” Millie left.

Champ waited till Millie was out sight and earshot before saying anything to Kat.

After Millie was gone, Kat acted like she couldn’t stand Champ. “Why didn’t you go with your leader?” she asked, rudely.

He looked at her and into her eyes. He could see that she wasn’t really being rude. He actually saw what he was feeling as if he was looking in a mirror that revealed his true feelings. “Look. I didn’t want to say anything to Millie, but....” He had to think about what he wanted to say, what he needed to say. “This would be easier to say if we weren’t enemies.”

“What are you talking about?” Kat asked.

“I.... I.... I really don’t know how to say this, but I’m confused. I look into your eyes.... Your beautiful, blue-green eyes and I can see.... You’re just as confused as I am. Can you meet me in the woods, tonight?”
Kat looked at him, shocked that he was asking her that.

“Over by the river?”

“What river? What woods?”

“Those woods.” He pointed to the woods so she knew what he was talking about. “You go east to get to that river. How about I’ll meet you at the opening near the woods and we could walk to the river instead?” He changed his mind after he realized that she didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Okay,” she said in agreement.

He smiled at her reply, then left. After he was gone, Kat thought about the unbelievable event and was trying to decide if that really happened or if she was imagining it. She knew that it really happened, but she just couldn’t believe it. Then she started thinking about what would happen if the wolf pack found out what just happened. She’d have to die because of that.

At the vet, Millie walked in. She noticed Jean sitting behind the counter, checking off the patients on a list she had on a brown long clipboard. Before Millie walked over to her, she looked around the waiting room. To her left, she saw an old, overweight woman, about in her sixties, with a little, light brown with a black nose and a black spot on its back, pit-bull puppy. The woman was reading a book while waiting. The woman looked like a rich, snobby person by the way she was dressed. Millie rolled her eyes at the sight of the woman.

To Millie's right was a forty-year-old, going bald, really skinny man with a gray and white sheep dog which was sitting next to him. He was holding onto the leash just in case the dog tried to get away. Millie gave the underweight man a dirty look. She didn’t like how people had dogs on leashes or chairs as if they were going to get into trouble. Cats, on the other hand, were allowed to roam around town and do whatever they pleased.... Whenever they pleased. The real trouble makers were cats. If any animals deserved to be chained or kept on a leash were cats. Evil creatures. Not dogs. If dogs were men’s best friends, then why were they treated like monsters.

Millie decided to just forget about it. She walked over to the counter. Jean looked up from her work. “Hello.” Jean smiled.

“I need to see Doctor O’Nail.”

“Do you have an appointment?”

“Do I look like I have an appointment?” Millie asked, impatient.

“Look, you can’t see Doctor O’Nail unless you have an appointment and a pet.” Jean was getting an attitude. She was new in the town and didn’t know about the pack of Lycans who had resided there in the woods. As a matter of fact, she didn’t believe in werewolves, vampires, and other creatures from Halloween stories. They were just made up creatures to her. She had no clue about the kind of damage Millie could do to her if giving the chance.

Millie started to get ticked off and was growling at Jean. She placed her claws on the counter. “Look at my hands. These are not human, these are claws, wolf claws. I am not human, I am a werewolf. I don’t need a pet.”

Jean laughed at Millie. She thought that Millie was trying to pull some kind of joke on her. “Kid, Halloween is next week. So are you trying to pull a prank on me or something?”
Jeans laughing made Millie really mad. “You think I’m joking? Well, I’m not. Welcome to Westfield, Massachusetts. Home to us werewolves.”

“Just leave.” Jean shook her head.

Millie went to attack her, but someone grabbed her collar and pulled her away from the counter. She tried to attack Jean, but she couldn't reach her.

“Can I leave you alone for one minute without you trying to attack people?” a voice asked from behind her.

“But she....”

“Millie.” Champ was embarrassed because of her. He looked at the people that were now watching them. “People are staring.” He let go of her collar.

“I don’t care.” She turned to face him. “Let them stare.” She pointed to Jean. “She’s making fun of me. And she’s laughing at me too.”

“Millie, just go sit down. I’ll handle it, okay?”

Millie took a deep breath. “Okay.”

Champ walked over to the counter, while Millie sat down next to the man with the sheep dog. He just looked at Millie. That made her feel angry again.

“I hope that your dog bites you. Now stop looking at me.” She had coldness in her voice. “Freak,” she said in a low, angry voice.

When Champ was at the counter, Jean looked at him. She was shaking in fear. Millie had freaked Jean out. Champ should of known that that was going to happen. “I’m sorry about my friend.” He apologized about Millie’s behavior. “See,” he told her a lie, “she lost her dad not to long ago and her mom is an alcoholic.” He looked around to make sure that Millie was sitting down. He leaned over the counter. “Between you and me.  She’s not all there.” He pointed to his head.

Jean looked at Millie and opened her mouth as if to say that explained a lot. “I see. How is your friend dealing with her father’s death?”

“She doesn’t like to talk about it.” He pretended that it hurt him to even talk about it. “Yea. He was like an uncle to me and.... I’m sorry, but it still pains me to talk about it.”

“That’s okay. I understand.” She pulled out a box of tissues. “Would you like to take a tissue?”

“No. But thanks for the offer. I’ll be fine. I’m just going to talk to my friend right now.”

“Okay.” She nodded. “You go and do that.”

Champ walked over to Millie and sat down, while Jean left the room.

“What was that about?” Millie asked.

“Oh.” Champ caught Millie’s gaze. “She lost her dad, and she’s sorry for getting mad at you.” He lied again.

Millie nodded and everything grew quiet.

Waiting, Waiting