"Alright, I have a confession to make." he sighed at last, "I'm Professor Wolfenstein PhD (Occult and Supernatural studies). But I'm also a werewolf. My pack's been in this decades-long fight against vampires ever since I could remember and my way of contributing to the war effort is to gather up as much information on the enemy as possible."

He stepped forward towards me. Some fur had already begun to appear on his skin.

My heart was resolute. If what the professor said was true, then it should have been vampires that I was after all along, and becoming a werewolf would place be in the best position to get revenge.

"How do I become a werewolf?" I asked firmly.

"There is only one way," Professor Wolfenstein replied as his voice got deeper and deeper, "you must mate with a werewolf."

What? Mate with one?

"Even a werewolf like you?"

"Yes. Are you sure you want to do this?"

All my life I have lived for one and only one purpose: Vengeance.

"Yeah, I want to become a werewolf."

"AROOOO!" the majestic beast stood in the lab before me. His furry, muscular body was a slight to behold, sending chills down my spine but stirring my loins in arousal.

Its pale yellow eyes were full of energy, looking at me with the fire of lust. Now that this misunderstanding was cleared up, my chest felt lighter. I was finally free with the truth presented before me. It was the vampires, not the werewolves I should have hated the whole time!

I felt no more fear in me as I stepped forward, stroking Professor Wolfenstein's canine jaw line. It was so solid, so... arousing. He was my role model as a human, and now as a werewolf, he would become my lover.