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there was more she could do to help Trish . She knew that, right now, it was Derek who would benefit more from her help.  It was up to Trish’s strength of body and mind to see if she would make it through the next few days. Gabi hit a speed - dial number on her phone , and it w as answered almost before it ra ng through.
    “Gabi?” Kyle’s voice was worried.  “What’s going on?”
    She’d filled him in on where she was going and why as she’d sped through the early morning traffic.  He hadn’t thought it was a good idea for her to come here on her own.  She’d promised to call him if things got out of hand.
    “I’m at Derek’s place,” she explained.  “Don’t get excited, things here are calm, but the report was true.  Unfortunately , we were a couple of hours late, and there’s now a second case.  I’m going to need some help to get the new case somewhere safe while I keep an eye on Derek.  Can you organise with Alex to take her to the Estate and have Jonathon take care of her?”
    “Her?”  Kyle excl aimed.  “Shit!  I’m leaving now. I’ll call Alex on the way.”
    Gabi could hear him picking up his van keys as he spoke.  They both knew that it was harder for a woman to make it through the fever than for a man—the sooner she had medical help, the better.
    “Bring some first aid stuff as well.  Bandages, swabs and dressings would be good,” she told him.
    “No problem, I’ve got all of that in the van.”
    “Call me when you get close,” Gabi said , after giving him the address.  “I’m not sure how he’s going to react to you . I’m assuming he’ll be a dominant.  I want time to prepare him before you come in.”
    “Good point,” Kyle conceded . “ C all you in a few.”  And he hung up.
    Gabi deftly rebound Trish’s right arm and shoulder with the bloody bandage, making it tight enough to slow the blood flow , and then went to find the kitchen.
     
    She ’d made the coffee and a couple of cold meat sandwiches by the time Derek came through to the small, neat kitchen.  He was looking cleaner and tidier but no less haunted.
    “Sit,” she ordered him , pointing to the small kitchen table where a mug of coffee and a sandwich waited.  He started to shake his head, but Gabi interrupted before he could argue.  “Sit and eat,” she reiterated.  “ Hunger is one of the quickest way s to lose control of your wolf in the early days.  You must eat because you must learn to keep control.”
    Her words stole any disagreement he might have had.  So he sat , picked up a sandwich , and took a bite.
    “I thought I was going crazy,” he mumbled after a mouthful. “A pair of men turning into wolves and attacking me in the middle of the City?   It sounds like the start of a bad horror movie.”
    “And you’ve been in a few of those,” Gabi said , taking the other chair at the small table and setting her coffee mug down.  Her comment elicited the ghost of a smile from him, but it vanished quickly.
    “ A m I … ” he pau sed, clearing his throat, “am I a… Werewolf ?” he finally asked.
    Gabi held his gaze calmly.   “Yes,” she replied steadily, “you are.  And if Trish survives the next few days , she will be one , too.”  She saw the pain and hopelessness flood his face again.  She leant forward and put a hand over his on the table.  “Derek, this is a life sentence , not a death sentence.  There are ways to live with this.  Ways to live a full and productive life.”
    His silver eyes suddenly flew up to hers, comprehension lighting them.   “Are you … ?” he began.
    Gabi smiled wryly.   “No, I’m not a Werewolf ,” she said, then sensing his confusion , went on , “I’m not fully human either.”
    “If not a Werewolf ,” he stumbled a little over the unbelievable word, “ then what?”
    Gabi snorted.   “ Werewolves aren’t the only supernatural creatures wandering around out there.”  She gave a little nod towards the