Author's note: In case you have no idea what "JAVS" is, it stands for Just Another Vampire Story, a story about vampires (a script, more like). This is the story of one of the characters, whose name is Gildren (GILL-drin) Longclaw; he is a werewolf, hence the title.

A cold December day in England, 1511

As I walk through the streets of Wolverhampton (no pun intended) I think to myself Why is my life the way it is? Why must I walk the streets of this town knowing that, upon the rising of the full moon, I will turn into a ravenous mutt? I shake my head and mutter "Don't think that way about yourself; what would Chandria say if she heard you?"

The next thing I know, my wife, Chandria runs up to me in her human form and hugs me with all her strength. "Oh, Gill, you wonderful man, you!" I raise one eyebrow and ask her "What did I do, my love?" She smiles and whispers in my ear "It's a surprise, handsome... you will just have to wait and see."

This leaves me puzzled more than anything. "Yes, I realize that, love; but why won't you tell me? How long must it remain a secret?"

"Only for a little while longer, love..." A smile dances across her lips, so I smile back. I know that Chandria means well, but sometimes... tsk, tsk...

Halfway through the walk home, Chandria drops to her knees in the snow and lets a small moan escape her lips. I cannot help but be curious as to why she is doing this. "My love... Chandria, are you alright? Do you need a doctor,  my love?" She starts to cry and nods. "It hurts so much, Gildren... Just... just make it stop..."