Tik Tok in the Coffee
Ah... he knew it. Max stood up as tall as he could, watching Alistair's body change unwillingly. His hands slipped into his pockets and he pulled a silver chain from his pocket and held it tight in his hand. He'd known all along that Alistair wasn't human, that he was a wolf. But was he THAT wolf? They'd know that tomorrow. He'd wait.
Any moment, the wolf would lunge. He'd get a bite or two into Max's flesh, and Max would take that chance to use the silver chain and bind him until daybreak. If that didn't work, he'd subdue him one way or another. This wasn't his first hunt.