Shark's POV

I looked out the window of the Torrance family's old Volkswagen. As we were driving there were a few wild animals along the road, mostly deer though. I loved to hunt deer, the way they ran from my distractions. Heh, it's a wonder some of them haven't caught on to it yet.

Howling to cause a panic then chasing down a selected prey. I must admit, it's difficult to top the thrill of the hunt, the chase, and the victory of the kill. I'd lost track of time from staring at the deer quite so intently, I hadn't realized it was midday.

"Shark? You alright? You've been staring intently out the window for the passed four hours." Jack said. Had it really been that long? It didn't feel it at all, I suppose time does fly. "Yeah, I'm alright. Just admiring the scenery." I said with a smile.

I couldn't let the beast out, not yet. I didn't want to scare them with it, but surely there would be some full moons during our time at the Overlook. There's not much I can do about that except lock myself in a room and tell the Torrances I'm going off to sleep early. But how long would that hold?

Soon enough we were nearly to the hotel. Once we arrived I helped Jack take in the luggage then afterwards I watched Danny for him and Wendy during the tour. Though he did go off with Mr. Hallorann, but I didn't sense any problems with him. I suppose being a werewolf has its perks, being similar to a dog I can tell a bit about a person's intentions.

Everyone seemed alright, except Jack. I wasn't quite sure about him, he had some positive intentions. And some... Not so positive intentions. Nothing that can't be handled I suppose.

Time skip to that evening

I checked outside to see what moon it was. Thankfully it wasn't yet the night of the full moon. That would be in a few days. Hopefully I can figure out some sort of excuse as to why I need to be alone. Maybe I can confide in Jack... He wouldn't tell, right?

Later that night I found Jack working on his play "Hey Jack." He looked up and smiled "Hey Sharkie, what can I do for ya?" "I need to show you something, but I need you to promise to not tell Wendy or Danny." He seemed curious. "Alright, what is it?" "Don't be freaked out, but... I... I'm a werewolf."

He chuckled "A werewolf? Surely you're messing with me." To show Jack I was being dead serious I started to shift. He watched with wide eyes as my body painfully shifted from human form to that of a large humanoid wolf. He sat there in stunned silence, staring at me.

"Y- you weren't kidding..." I shook my head no. "Damn, I thought you were just joking around.." Once again I shook my head no. He cautiously got up and approached me "Are you okay with being petted and stuff like that?" He asked. Well, perhaps it wouldn't hurt. I nodded, he gently placed his hand on my head and started to pet me.

This was certainly new, usually no one wanted to be this close to me. I can't say I blame them, if I were them I'd be hesitant about being so close to a werewolf too. Strangely enough the beast was content to be around Jack like this. Perhaps it had taken a liking to him? Maybe.

Well.... I suppose it can't hurt to be around him like this. I never once got the urge to hurt him, nor did the wolf ever seem like it wanted to hurt him. Instead it really only wanted to act a bit like a puppy around him. Unusual, at least for the wolf it was unusual.

How many werewolves would act puppyish around a human? Not many, that much I'm certain of. Perhaps this won't be so bad after all... If Jack can keep the beast calm during the full moon then I don't have much to be concerned about. I suppose I'll have to ask him about it when I shift back tomorrow morning. For now I suppose I'll let him pet me, and keep him company as he works.

The next morning I made sure to hide all the evidence of my lunar activities. Still, I probably had a dog like smell to me. Hopefully it's not too noticeable to a human's senses, I hope not...

While on my way to breakfast, Jack pulled me off to the side. "You mind me asking you about your... You know.." I can't say I blame him for being curious, I'd be concerned about spending the winter with a werewolf.

"Sure, ask away." He smiled "Alright, I'll get us some food then we can start. I'll meet you in my writing room." With that I started off towards the Colorado Lounge. I'd only been waiting about five minutes when Jack showed up with a plateful of food.

He gave me my plate then got his. "Thanks." He nodded with a smile. "You ready for the questions?" I nodded. "Alright, when did you become a werewolf?" "I was a little kid when it happened, I was playing outside when a wolf bit me. During the full moon I had my first transformation. Ever since then... I distanced myself from people. It's not something I like to discuss." "I'm sorry if I pushed it..." "It's fine Jack, don't worry about it."

He seemed hesitant, but nodded. "Alright, do you like being a werewolf?" "It has its perks, much like most anything like this. It has its downsides, but yeah. I like being a werewolf."

"Do you mind some.. Kinda personal questions?" "I don't mind, go ahead." Jack seemed unsure of himself. "Do you... You know... Have a mate..?" He asked seemingly nervous about the answer he'd get. "No, I don't have a mate. Never had one actually." For a moment I could've sworn I saw him smirk.

It was odd, but I dismissed it as nothing. For now anyway. "Would you mind if I wrote about you?" Jack... Jack wanted to write about... Me...? "Uh, sure I guess." He smiled "Thanks."

We sat in silence as Jack typed away on his typewriter. In the meantime I read silently. Once he was done he allowed me to look over what he'd written thus far "Looks fine to me." He nodded with a smile. "Thanks. I don't suppose I could talk you into helping me with writing more often?" "I'll see what I can do, Jack." He grinned happily. "Great, thanks." I nodded with a smile.

Perhaps this arrangement won't be so bad after all...