Unexpected help

“Well, well,” a cold but somewhat sweet voice says from the entrance of the room, “seems like Bandon and his gang rather spend their last remaining brain cells on **** an innocent little girl instead of studying like they should.”

A girl comes close to Jenny and the bullies and is followed by the dorm overseer who has a strange empty look in the eyes. Jenny immediately smiles when she sees her. She had a very strange appearance. She seems only one or two years older has violet hair, a warm smile and wears a few black fabric stripes around her upper body which can hardly be described as clothes. She also has a short black skirt which against all odds show nothing of her panties.

Jenny knows this woman as Acaria she is a witch and a friend of the werewolves. If a werewolf has private problems Acaria does her best to help with words and magic. That a human is able to use magic is very rare. Only one of ten million humans has the ability but witches and wizards don't age so there are a few around with more then 400 years. Acarias powers showed up when she was twenty so she kept the body of a young adult for many years now. Actually she is 154 years old. For witches she is still young.

“Who the fuck is this bitch and what's with the overseer,” Bandon asks angry, “is he on ****?”

“Who cares?” asks Will and licks his lips, “now we got two pussies instead of one.”

“Maybe we should go,” Derrick mumbles shy, “I don't want trouble with the overseer.”

“You seem to be a smart boy, Derrick” Acaria says calm and smiles sweet, “why do you spent time with such … neanderthals? You shouldn't hide your kind heart behind false worries about safety. Just say that you don't want to **** women.”

“He is with us because he is a pussy,” Bandon says, “now go to your fucking knees and suck Wills cock! I have my own slut right here.”

“Your slut is about to brake your hand,” Jenny growls, “fuck off before I smash your tiny cocks.”

“No need for ****, my dear little wolf,” Acaria “let me put the small minded kids to bed.”

“That enough, you pay for this cunt,” Bandon screams and reaches out to hit Acaria in the face.

But before he could punch her he stopped in the middle of movement. Bandon, Will and Derrick stand there like statues and have the same empty eyes like the overseer.

“That was easy,” Acaria mumbles smiling, “but what could I expect from two schoolyard bullies and a little follower. The dorm overseer was a greater challenge. But be honest, this Bandon has a juicy ass. You really never thought about cheating?”

“Never,” Jenny answers, “I love my boyfriend. And besides, the first night we would spend I would rip Bandon the skin of his face. Maybe even before becoming a werewolf. He deserves it.”

“That's honorable,” Acaria agrees, “but I admit, if I still had a body as beautiful as yours … wait. I have. 150 years and the cashiers still ask for my identity card when I buy ****.”

“And still use the same lame jokes,” Jenny counters but finally hugs her friend, “in 150 years no young guys look at my ass in the fitness studio. So why are you here?”

“I will tell you, young wolf,” Acaria “but first let me send our new friends to a more useful action then standing in the room like statues. Bandon, William, go to your rooms and study math until it's time for bed. No dinner for your attempt rapes! Derrick, sit down at a table close to us, and wait. And you, dorm overseer, go back to the main hall and do your job!”

All people do what they are told to. Will, Bandon and the overseer disappear while Derrick walks to a table and sits down obedient.

“Why do you want him to stay?” Jenny asks confused.

“Oh, he will stay with me,” Acaria answers with a sweet smile, “why waste such a good piece of ass? I like a young lover for the night. Don't worry he will be tomorrow in the class with no memories about the night.”

“You are a terrible influence,” Jenny comments, “hard to believe that you are over 150 years old.”

“With a body like this, it's hard to believe I'm older then 25,” mumbles and sits down at a table, “but at in my mind I'm still a young girl. Well first things first. I looked in my crystal ball this morning and found out that your math teacher will write a exam at Monday. Study chapter 7.”

“Thanks, cheater,” Jenny says sarcastic, “but … you are not only here to improve my math grade, right?”

“No, little wolf,” Acaria answers smiling, “I also saw that you were **** to change before arriving at home. And I saw your encounter with your boyfriend. He is a brave guy, no doubt. But then my Vision faded. Since you are not full of blood and tears I assume he is alright. But tell me what exactly happened, please! Knows he about your other side? How do you feel?”

“He knows but I feel fine,” “or at last I thought so. But now? He didn't broke up, called me a monster or ran away from me. We are still together.”

“Uncommon, but this happens sometimes,” Acaria comments, “there are people with souls full of shadows. Greed, fear, hate and arrogance. But there are also the few who see a problem and don't run away or complain but try to solve it. You must be proud to have such a good taste in relationships.”

“I … I don't know,” Jenny mumbles shy, “I … I ever thought I would have to break up with him if he found out. What … what if it's to dangerous? What if …. what if I drag the attention of other creatures on him? If I …”

“Listen, child,” Acaria interrupts, “you have been given a chance not many cursed creatures ever have. If you can't trust your beloved one then end this immediately. But if you trust him, then don't be so stupid to throw your luck away.”

“But … I'm afraid,” Jenny stumbles, “what if I hurt him? Or if I infect him with my curse?”

“Jenny, I know the magic world better then most human, werewolves and vampires ever could,” Acaria says and holds Jennys shoulder, “and despite this I felt in love with a human. We loved each other, raised a son together and faced the dangers of the magic world day by day. My husband died during a vampire attack a few years ago with 80 years while I still look like a teenage porn model. My own son is a werewolf like you and suffers under his curse every night. I could have spared both this suffering by just never appeared in their live. But I did and I never regret it. Love is unique. Never again be afraid of loving somebody! I swear I drag you in the gym and kick your ass if you ever are afraid of loving someone again.”

“I … I guess I understand,” Jenny says calm, “thanks, Acaria. For your words.”

“You know sweetheart, if you ever have problems with your lover, I could help you to change his mind or get **** on him,” Acaria suggests, “it's just a small act of magic. Well but of course he has a stronger mind then these jerks. It would take a bit longer of course.”

“I appreciate it but it's out of question for me to use magic to **** someone to love me,” Jenny replies smiling, “you told me that magic can't create real love. And I wouldn't want him to only stay with me because he is under a spell. That would be worse then breaking up.”

“And that's what I admire about you,” Acaria says and smiles at Jenny, “well, then don't let your lover wait. Young love is a beautiful thing. I can hardly remember my first love. See you on the next pack meeting my dear. And if I'm late tell Eric it wouldn't kill him to call his old mother sometimes.”