"She's a real bitch when she wolfs out"
That's what those girls in the hall had said when they told Jon that Karyn was a werewolf.
It might not have been a bad pun after all, Jon thought. Watching her throughout the day as they went through their classes, there was something different about her bearing, almost a kind of confidence. If he didn't know any better, he'd say it was almost predatory. It certainly seemed threatening to the girls around her, but it seemed vaguely sexy, too. She was still Karyn, just sort of...well...Karyn with a capital "K", for lack of better words.
She'd developed a little bit of a flirty streak, which resulted in Jon blushing frequently. That just seemed to encourage her, though.
Jon wondered what he was in for when school got out...
