Shayan stared at Pie. His claws are as sharp as a sharp knife which can tear Pie’s body in half. His sharp canines are like a sharpened pencil that digs through paper. His mouth was drooling like a water fountain when he looked at Pie. Slowly, The big werewolf stomped forward right in front of Pie. Pie was very scared. The werewolf licked Pie’s hand. Pie got jealous.

The huge werewolf vanished into the thick layer of bushes. As they slowly strolled home, the full moon stalked them like a bird flying through the sky on their walk.

“I found him a few months ago, outside, wild in the middle of a forest on my morning walk. He was howling, I think it meant that his hunger was lost in thin air.” Explained Mrs Booth” We have to keep him a secret or they… will… know!”

At night, Pie would dream about Shayan`s glowing amber eyes shining through the silent and foggy woods. Pie knew that Shayan was speaking through into my soul sending a message. At supper, while Mrs Booth made food I took a little bit of food to give it to Shayan. The werewolf would also hunt for his prey, it would often be foxes, cows and chickens. He was still scared but still would have to sit next to him and feed him.

Then a few nights later, Shayan let Pie pet him. Within weeks, he would play joyfully with Pie, searching for food in Pies pockets. Pie changed. He no longer slept in class but he now started to do his work.

Over the sunny, summer nights, Mrs Booth how the quiet werewolf kept their secret as their biggest secret bound them both together.