Page 86 of A Cock and Bull Story

“How—” I begin to ask.

“I’m a fish,” Theo cuts me off.

Oh, yeah—duh.

That’s one slippery dick, right there.

“I’m sorry I left yo—”

“Stop, mate,” Theo cuts off Jude. “For once, I felt. . .useful.”

Jude gives a sharp nod.

“What happened?” he asks.

Theo leads me out of the bathroom and sits on a bed, pulling me next to him.

“There was a puddle near the backend of the car. I shifted and, when the jackal lunged for me, I sprung up into the silencer1.”

“Theo!” Sian gasps. “You’re lucky it wasn’t still hot!”

“I know,” he admits. “I’m very lucky—even luckier—the jackal shifter came at me again. I dropped from the muffler, but the git got his muzzle stuck in it! I had enough time to make it to the edge of the dock, shift, and follow the boat. Honestly, getting through the ship’s pipes was more difficult than escaping the Secondary.”

“Well, thank god! I was. . . devastated,” I confess. “I thought you were dead.”

Theo tugs me into his lap for a long hug.

It would be comforting—if he weren’t naked.

It’s hard to concentrate on anything but the feel of his dick against my ass. I squirm a bit, making him groan.

“Are there any clothes in those drawers?” Jude asks Arthur, who checks the dresser still blocking the door.

“Yes,” Arthur answers, taking out some items. “Here, Theo, put these on. Belle, you can change into these.”

I sigh.

It’s better than sitting in a wet piss-water-vomit-stained tank and skirt, I suppose.

Giving Theo one last hug, I go back into the bathroom. There is a towel that I use to dry my hair and the floor before changing. The sleeves are long because it’s clearly a man’s shirt, but I easily roll the cuffs.

It’s then that I notice something strange on my arm.

Pulling it closer, I nearly pass out—fur is poking out from underneath my skin.

I forgot about Dr. Fuckface and his experimental drug, but it all comes rushing back to me as I damn near turn into a freaking werewolf from my wrist to my elbow.

Son of a bitch.

This plot twist called my life just got even hairier.

THE END FOR NOW

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