The Cursed Mutt (Bitten fanfiction)

Chapter 30: Showdown

You walk out of the room and go into the main hall. You sniff around to get his scent which you get from upstairs so you start to run to it. The scent leads you towards one of the rooms. It was basically an office but a huge one. There were vases, leather chairs, lamps, fancy rugs, and even a fireplace

You: Holy shit

You start walking around the room slowly while observing it

You: You know? It's very rude to take something that doesn't belong to you

Jeremy rolls his eyes. You notice the animal heads on the wall which make you glare

You: Disgusting

You pass by a coffee table with literal antlers on it so you touch it, seeing that it's very sharp since it cut the tip of your finger

You: So many toys to play with in here

The scent of your blood hits Jeremy's nose. It catches him off guard but he shakes his head and controls his breathing so it doesn't take control of him. You look over at the desk, thinking he's hiding behind it. You then run towards it, jump on top of it, and look down. He's not there

You: Good, I was going to call you a sissy if you were hiding under the desk like a child

Your senses tingle that someone as in Jeremy was creeping up on you. You're eyes get wide as you quickly turn around and lift your arm up to block an attack from him. Instead, you feel your wrist get tight while hearing a clicking sound. You see that Jeremy had put a cuff on you. You see the other one in his hand then punch him. He tugs at the chain to pull you to him but you flex your cuffed wrist and pull him towards you instead. Once he gets close enough, you kick him to the floor then try to run off but he quickly goes after you. He grabs your ponytail and throws you up against the wall while wrapping his arms around you so you can't use your arms to attack him. You put your leg on the wall and push yourself back as you both crash into one of the chairs, going over it then falling to the floor. You landed on Jeremy as he let's out a groan. You were lying top of him with your back on his chest. Even with that kind of fall, Jeremy still managed to keep his grip on you. He tightens his grip as you're trying to get away from him

You: No way you're getting me

Jeremy: No way I'm letting go

You get your cuffed arm free then start flexing it again to break the cuff. Jeremy quickly grabs it, rolls you over, and forces you down on your stomach. You let out a groan while laughing

You: Jesus Danvers

You smirk while looking over at him

You: Didn't know how good you were with your hands

Jeremy: Oh, we'll you're going to love them

He reaches in his pocket and takes out a syringe. Your eyes get wide when you see it then quickly move your neck out of the way when he tries stabbing you with it

You: You're taking this way too serious now

Jeremy: I was never playing this fucking game of yours. You're going back in that fucking cage whether you like it or not

You glare

You: Oh... so that how it is?

You change your hands into your werewolf form, dig them into the floor, set your knees down, and throw yourself back. Jeremy loses his grip from the force and flies across the room. He crashes into the wall, falling on his desk, and breaking it. Both you and Jeremy pick yourselves up at the same time and have a staredown. You grab the cuff and start pulling it again but nothing happens. Jeremy smirks