After a while she stood up again, licked Jackson's face, tickling him with her rough tongue, and hopped off the sofa. She sat in front of him looking into his eyes. "What? You want to do something? What do werewolves like to do other than kill vampires? Are you hungry? Ha, of course you are, you're always hungry. Let me see what we have down here. He went to the cabinets. "Not much here, the fridge is empty. Hmm, can I trust you upstairs? I bet you could really sink your teeth into that pork roast."
They climbed the stairs to the kitchen together. Jackson retrieved the roast, cut two chops from it, and held one out to her while sitting on a stool. "Please don't take my fingers off." Her canines were huge. They made his fangs look like milk teeth. She gently bit into the meat and when she had eaten most of it, pulled the bone from his hand and laid on the floor chewing on it. When she finished the second chop, she licked her face, cleaning herself.
"Now what? I'm guessing you don't want a glass of port tonight, but believe me, I could use a drink." He walked to the drawing room with the wolf close behind. Jackson poured a drink and some blood, then sat on the sofa. Elisabeth jumped up and put her head in his lap again. He sat, petting her, thinking how unreal this all seemed, but at the same time celebrated that they had overcome their most daunting hardship. He looked down and realized she was sleeping. "You can't possibly sleep as soundly as you do when you're human." She didn't move. " Huh.Wrong again." After some time, Jackson fell asleep then woke to his phone. It was Sarah.
"How's Vermont?"
She whispered, "Never mind that, how are you?"
"I'm fine."
"Cut the shit, Jackson. I don't have time for this."
He laughed, "Well, I'm sitting on the sofa petting a beautiful wolf who is sleeping in my lap."
"What?"
"I can't believe it myself. It's Elisabeth, everything about her except she's a wolf. Your pork chops were a big hit, by the way."
"Oh my God, she's really on your lap?"
"Yeah, sound asleep. The phone didn't even wake her."
"I'm so happy for you."
"Thanks, things going well up there?"
"Oh, that is an understatement. I'll tell you when we get home."
"Okay, see you."
Jackson stood up to pour another drink. Elisabeth stirred then lifted her head, watching him. He sat back down and pet her. She didn't lay her head down, but nuzzled her nose into his hand. It not only looked like velvet, it felt like it. He brought his face to her ear and whispered, "You are beautiful." She licked his cheek then put her head in his lap again.