I let him go, remembering an earlier wish I'd made- that he'd be bitten that night. I hadn't wished that I'd be the one to bite him. He'd join the growing army of the werewolves tonight whether by my fangs or someone else's. Still, I was curious exactly how it would all play out, so I began to follow after him, keeping a safe distance.
I couldn't help but feel slightly self-conscious, walking naked through the backroads of my hometown. At the same time, it felt entirely natural to be naked. I could tell my mind was changing, and wasn't sure how much more different I would become over the next few days.