Werewolf Bro

"Mmm. You smell nice." Angel turned from her dresser to see her older brother, Jacob, leaning against the doorframe of her room. "I don't believe you, but thanks, I guess. I feel nasty from being outside all day. I was just about to shower." "You need to. You're sweaty as hell, but that's not the scent I'm talking about." Upon seeing the confused expression cross his sister's face, he simply said, "It's time." It took her another moment before she understood what he meant. "What? Already? The doctor said it would be at least another two months if not a full year. I'm sorry, I didn't know."  "It's okay. I don't mind." Angel huffed. "I know you don't, but Mom and Dad do. And I might have something to say about it." "They'll get over it. And so will you." Angel watched her brother approach. His slow movement was predatory and she felt a tingle of fear run through her as he stalked toward her.  "Seriously, we can't. I don't think I'm ready." "We can and we will. Your body says you're ready