For Eruru and Louis only.

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Jaumet circled back and forth over the cobblestone street, his footsteps barely making a sound in the dark night. He furious for his pack having lost the trail of a certain stone that could bring him the power he craved. It had been his chance to become the most powerful werewolf ever known, and now it was lost thanks to those blockheads. He turned suddenly to a stone wall that protected the yard of a house he was near and scraped his claws loudly against the side. The sound was near earsplitting, like a chorus of fingernails on a blackboard.

Jaumet couldn't have cared less though. He was lost in his own rage. The only thing he could see was the stone in his mind, teasing and taunting him to find it.

Violate walked down the street. she had just gotten off work and was looking forward to going home. She lived all alone in an apartment. Violate turned the corner only a few more blocks away from home. She had a beautiful casual blue dress on that made her look lovely.

Jaumet stopped dead in his tracks, a new scent having caught his attention. Sweet and innocent; the scent of a young human girl. He licked his fangs in anticipation as he looked around. There she was, walking alone in the night in a hurried fashion. Even better for a chase. He could just imagine how delicious she would taste.

He slinked along in the shadows behind her, creeping closer and closer on silent silver feet. His eyes glinted with the thrill of this potential meal and he flicked his tail as he jumped across a patch of moonlight, the beams only shimmering in his fur for an instant before he disappeared into a patch of shadows right behind her.

Violate was unaware of the danger that was coming her way she was to deep in her thoughts.
She made a turn into a dark alley she knew it was unsafe but she had to get home as quick as possible.
Violate's eyes lite up in the night. She was a beautiful young girl who was always in her own world.

Jaumet hesitated only briefly before pouncing on her, pinning her to a wall of the alley with his clawed front feet. He licked his fangs again, his snout only inches from her face. "You smell tasty, little human girl," he growled in a low voice.

Violate was scared and hurt. She felt her back it seemed to be bruised. " Let go of me now!" Violate began to fight back against him. ( I am sorry but why is he trying to eat her? I did not know werewolves ate people)

Jaumet only laughed at her feeble struggling. Like a worm caught in a birds talons. He pressed one clawed hand over her mouth to silence her. "Hush now, little girl. You won't even feel a thing...much," he added with an even wider grin, exposing every tooth in his long snout.

{can i ask what book this is that you're basing werewolves from?}

( sure let me find the title)

Violate eyes became wide with shock. She could not believe it he was a beast her eyes closed and she fainted.
Violate was very shy and weak she was also easily scared.

Jaumet's grin disappeared and he sighed. Well, this was no fun at all now. No screams and pleas to fill his ears and wash away his anger. It made him even frustrated in fact. He let go of the girl and watched with narrowed as she slumped down to the ground. What a pathetic thing a human was. A meal would be better found elsewhere, and hopefully not as easy to faint. The chase is what made a kill enjoyable.

Jaumet turned to disappear into the night, but something else caught his attention. A soft familiar whistling noise. The stone! He looked around frantically until his ears zoned in on the source of the sound. It was coming from the girl. That was odd. He went back over to her limp body and began to sniff along her form, searching for the source.

Violate soon awoke she saw him sniffing her and slowly while still on the ground backed away. " What type of a demon are you? What do you want from me?" Violate glared at him. She felt the rain hit the top of her head. She looked at him and began to think * Is this the way my life has to end...Dear God help me please*

Jaumet grabbed the hem of her dress to hold her still, his claws ripping into the fabric. "I sense you have something valuable to me. A special stone to be exact. Give it over," he demanded with a growl.

Violate looked at him very confused " I am a poor person I have no stones. I am no theft either." violate felt deeply insulted

Jaumet snorted and pulled her closer. "My senses never fail me, human. Hand it over, or I'll rip you apart to find it," he threatened.

" I swear on my life I have no stone I promise you I do not have it" Violate was telling the truth she did not have it. Maybe she was the 'stone'

Jaumet snapped his teeth loudly in her face, a low growl rumbling in his throat. He let go of her to snatch up her bag, ripping into it immediately with both his claws and teeth. The contents scattered and clacked over the cobblestones. He threw the ruined material aside and fervently pawed through the items, scanning over each one intently.

Violate went in her own pockets and toke out everything she had in them " See not stone...maybe you have confused me with another woman..." Violate looked at him with deep fear in her eyes

Jaumet snarled and sent the items clattering away with a huge swipe of his paw. This was not right. The stone seemed to be nowhere in sight, yet he could hear it clearly calling to him. He turned his eyes on the girl again, his snout furrowed in a silent snarl as he sorted through different possibilities in his mind. There was something more to this little slip of a girl. Somehow she had it, but he had no clue as to how. He stepped back over to her, leaning over to stare once more into her eyes. Nothing in her gaze told of lies. "What is your name, human?"

" Violate wellings" Violate was a very honest and kind person. She looked into his eyes with fear

"You will take me to your home and bring me every valuable you keep, understand?" Jaumet growled.

Violate looked at him in shock " Are you crazy.......you tried to kill me and you made me faint there is no way I am bringing you to my home I have nothing that is worth a lot of money I swear it on my life" Violate was being completely honest

Jaumet grabbed her up by the throat, lifting her off her feet as he rose to his full height. "Take me to your home, or I will kill you. Now, lead me," he said as he threw her back to the ground.

Violate's mother had dies a year ago so she was now raking care of her little 5 year old brother. " if I bring you you must promise that you will not harm my little brother"

Jaumet's expression stayed harsh and cold. "That depends on whether or not you follow my orders. Now start walking."

" He is just a child are you that cold hearted that you would harm an innocent child?" Violate looked at him as she began to walk. She was surely dealing with a true demon. She led him a couple of block until they finally got to her house. It was as she had said she was poor. She had just enough money to get by. She opened the door for him " Look all you want but you will find nothing here that belongs to you..."

Jaumet stepped forward, but to his annoyance his wide shoulders couldn't fit through the doorway. He stepped back and nodded his head to the open door. "Go in and bring it all out to me, and don't dawdle."