Kendra tried to relax.  It was still hard to believe that this man, who looked little older than a boy, could possibly protect her.  Still, she had seen his magic.  Was it some sort of trick, or was it real.  How safe was she really?<br/><br/>"Thank you, but...  I had best tell you of how I became a werewolf.  I was working at Walmart as a cashier and this guy kept coming in.  He was really handsome.  Hispanic.  Anyway, he kept hitting on me, and after a few weeks I said that I would go out with him.  We went out on a few dates and he seemed nice enough, but something was not rights.  I tried to break it off, but he got upset.  He started cursing and telling me that I was his now and that I did not have any choice about it. Anyway..."<br/><br/>At that moment, the doorbell rang.  Kendra almost jumped out of her skin, and tried to hide the fact that she almost dove under the table.  Standing quickly, she started for the kitchen door.  "I'm, I'm going back upstairs now!"