Wenclair One-shots

She Wolf (Mature)

Enid's POV

I woke up today, feeling extra dizzy. My stomach hurts like hell, and I feel all sweaty and weird. Also, every little smell is stronger than usual.

Wednesday was more than awake by now. Her scent was all over the room.

Oh God, she smells like musk, smoked leather, and wood. I am not entirely sure, if it is a perfume or her natural scent, but it's good.

"Enid? Do you want me to carve out your eyes or something?" - Wednesday looked at me with her usual expressionless face.

Shit, shit, shit. "Good morning for you too." - I shot her a cute smile.

I forgot that i was staring at her for God knows how long.

"Aren't you coming?" - she asked me.

"Oh no. I don't need to go today." - I smiled faintly.

"Are you okay Sinclair?" - she stepped a little closer to me.

"Yeah i-....i um....fine. Thanks." - i smiled at her, while sweating.

Why do i sweat this much? Why do i keep staring at her? Oh no. This can't be happening.

"You don't look good to me." - she stepped even closer.

"NO! STOP THERE!" - i shouted at her.

"Sinclair. What the fuck is wrong with you?" -She looked at me confused.

I gulped and faintly replied: "It's nothing. A werewolf thing."

"I see. Are you willing to tell me what's going on,or should I figure it out by myself?"

I did not reply to that. I was busy keeping myself under control.

"I see. Then i will head to the library."

And with that she shut the door behind her. My thoughts were driving me crazy. Her smell. It was stronger then before, more bitter also. At this point i was convinced that it was her natural scent. From my toughts, Thing's furious tapping got me out.

"What's up Thing?" - I asked him, clearly fighting for my sanity.

He proceeded to ask me if I was in heat, by using sign language.

"Thing. How do you know?"

He told me that he read about it before, and my symptoms were matching with the one he read in the book.

"Okay, okay, but don't say a word to Wednesday. Please?" - I begged him.

He promised that he wouldn't say a single word.

Wednesay's POV:

What the fuck is Enid's problem? Why would she stare at me these days 24/7? I need to get answers right away.

She told me, it's a werewolf thing, so i think i should start my searching at the library.

As i've headed to my classes, it got my attention, that none of the werewolfs was there.

I sat down in the classroom, shortly before my first class started.

I managed myself trough my 5 classes for the day, but it was pure torture. Not the good kind of torture of course.

When i was done with my classes i rushed to the library to do my little research.

I've found a couple of books about werewolfs and started to read them trough. After a good hour or two, I've finally found what i was searching for.

"Werewolfs in heat.

When a Werewolf is in heat, they tend to be more stressed.

They have other simptoms, such as sweating, stomach pain, diziness.