Scents: A short story

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She sat peacefully on the park bench, happily minding her own business as she simply observed the goings on. This particular park was one of the largest in the city. Mothers and fathers however, were keeping their children close, not allowing the youngsters to enjoy the parks activities. They held their children’s hands and some held their children fully, despite the little ones squirming and wiggling for freedom.
The police had cordoned off a section of the park, their bright yellow ‘crime scene’ tape alerting the general populace to the grim discoveries of a mutilated couple. And despite the gruesomeness of it all, mothers, fathers, nannies and babysitters just had to see what all the commotion was about. Everybody loved a bloodbath.
Genesis absently brushed away a stray strand of dark hair from her face, her cheeks a rosy red from the heat and humidity in the air. She smiled and looked over toward where the police, detectives and coroners were earning their incomes. She already knew what the crime scene looked like…the way the massive amounts of vermillion blood stained the green grasses. The way the bodies were torn asunder, some pieces held together by the faintest of shreds of muscle or flesh. There were chunks of muscle meat missing, baffling the authorities.
She really couldn’t help herself. She had been so hungry. The wolf demanded feeding. Genesis usually tried to suppress it. She hated the wolf within. She very rarely shifted, except for the one time of the month, the full moon, that she had no choice in the matter. But last night something was different, something was off.
She was halted in her thoughts momentarily as a couple of police officers walked by, making their way to a little push cart offering hot coffee and cold lemonades. The gentlemen were pale, visibly shaken by what they had seen. “I tellya Stan, I never seen anything like that…I mean…the coroner said they was eaten on…meat and organs were missing…their livers…what the fuck kind of animal does that?” One officer asked of the other. His partner grimly shook his head. “I dunno Eddie. You know we’ve had problems with big wolves and bears attacking before…” He offered up. Eddie clicked his tongue. “This was a little too close…nothing has ever happened in a populated area before. This sort of shit happens in the woods. Animals don’t come this close to human places…” “There’s a first time for everything…” The conversation went on, but Genesis stopped paying attention.
Her thoughts meandered back to the early morning hours, when the hunger took hold so strongly, she shifted, hunted and sated the wolfs bloody hunger. She tried to think of what triggered it. All she could remember was a scent. A male scent. It had sent her own senses into a frenzy. Like a bitch in heat, she craved this male, let his scent drive her crazy with desire and hunger. And since she couldn’t seem to find him, she did the only thing she could think of to relieve her hunger. She hunted to feed.
She found the couple jogging together in the pre-dawn hour. They must have presumed there was safety in numbers. Genesis, in her partially transitioned form, saw them as nothing more than happy meals on legs. Both the male and female were excreting pheromones. They must have been lovers, or would be lovers. That made things extra tantalizing. Genesis had salivated, stalking them in her werewolf form. She sprang on them out of the brush, the female setting off with a shriek before a clawed hand to the throat silenced her. Her male companion tried to fight. Genesis, in her werewolf form, wasn’t too much bigger than her human form. She wasn’t particularly imposing. But her strength, speed and ferocity were inhuman. Superhuman. Supernatural. The human male didn’t have a chance. Genesis buried her maw in his shoulder, her clawed hands gripping both arms and she pulled in all directions at once. Sweet crimson blood filled her mouth, coating her fur. As she continued to pull pieces of the male off, eating the best of the muscle, then digging into his abdominal cavity for his liver, the female at his side watched in horror, unable to scream, too in shock to move quick enough to get away. She was losing blood quickly. Steam rose up in the slight chill of the night air. Genesis growled to the female before moving to her, tearing the woman apart and making a delicacy of her as well.
But while the wolfs belly was full, the hunger for the male she had scented out earlier was still there. Who was he? Where was he?
Genesis let her eyes roam over the park and its inhabitants before standing, the gravel of the path crunching lightly under her booted feet. She made her way over to the beverage vendor and ordered herself a refreshing lemonade before setting off down the sidewalk. She was sure this male would reveal himself in time. She didn’t know why he felt like toying with her though.

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