After the new lycan passed out I had no choice but to carry him to my lair. I built my home in the woods but I use it as a storage room since I don't sleep. Lycans are also not known to faint like that so what happened to him? My lair is simply a cave filled with corpses and bones from my previous meals. I watch as Davey shifts into his human shape and I put a blanket on him since his nakedness made me uneasy.

Half an hour passes untill, finally, he wakes up with a grunt and hastly sits up.

"Whe-Where am I?"

"My cave. Now that you're awake, explain your presence in my forest."

"F-f-forest? I-i was hungry a-and I couldn't control it."

"Why did you faint?"

"I-i was gonna kill you but I made myself stop..."

This is getting stranger and stranger. Lycans just don't faint, it's like a universal rule. To faint is to give in to your enemy and become the prey we hunt. Did he give in to me?

"Okay Davey, I will tell you everything you want to know if you answer my questions first."

"Okay."

"Tell me what happened after that night."

This question started a twenty minute monologue where he explained how he came home and his bones started breaking and changing and it felt like his eyes were going to bleed out and how he could hear a person breathe even when they weren't next to him. He kept on stuttering and stopping every now and then but eventually, when he finished his story I found nothing strange about his transformation even though I was looking for any clues that might help me understand why his fur in grey and his eyes white. The typical appearance of my species is yellow eyes, black hair in human form and black fur when lycan. But, of course, I didn't tell him that.

"What would you like to know?"

I finally ask the question I've been dreading,  there's so much to lycanothropy that I could talk about it for days non stop.

"Teach me how to hunt."

Again, precisely not what I expected.

The next few days nor me or Davey went to school so instead I taught him our ways and hunting methods. He picked up the attacking part fairly quickly but still has trouble with luring the prey into a favourable position so as to be an advantage to him. He doesn't seem to have any problems with eating his own species which is very strange. I mean, it wasn't a problem for me when I massacred the whole council but that was different circumstances.

On the third day, Davey decided to drop out of school.

"Why?"

"I won't be able to hide my hunger,  my friends were already suspicious when I started sniffing my friend."

The first signs of hunger, the smell of fresh meat must have been intoxicating.

"And your plan is to live with me?"

"No. I will make my own home and find a different forest."

For some reason I felt hurt when he said that. Are my human emotions reacting to his words? I don't want you to go, I think. I look up and Davey is staring at me.

"What?"

"Why don't you want me to go?"

I must have said it out loud. Should I lie or tell him the truth? Usually I would lie without a second thought but now I don't see a reason to.

"I enjoy your company."

"Okay, I'll stay."

I hope I don't regret this decision.