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Danny was shaking. He was actually shaking with rage. The vamp had pretty much hit every button he had that could be pressed. He heard the conversation going on around him but it all sounded distant. How long had it been since he felt like this? He couldn’t tell. All he knew was that his old anger was rearing its ugly head again. He dropped to all fours as he felt the familiar snapping sensation as bones realigned themselves. When he was fully changed, this took all of 10 seconds; he was a hulking mass of fur and teeth. All werewolves had something about them that set them apart, just like humans. Somewhere faster than others, some could leap higher or jump farther. Danny’s characteristic, besides his eyes was the fact that he was easily the size of a bear, and all of that fur and teeth where raising its hackles at the vamp standing before him.