For Rachel Farrell, it was an arduous journey. The evidence was all over her, as all she had on her person was blood, which wasn't hers. Other than that, Rachel was naked as the day is long, but despite the snowy climate, the shivers were minimal. Rachel wasn't focused on the low temperature as she staggered back to her house. The only thing on her mind was that it was over.
It was a long 31 days; a thought that Rachel maintained as she entered her bedroom and looked at the body of the man who sexually assaulted her all those days ago. Even more shocking was Rachel's discovery that her attacker was actually a werewolf, and she knew that she had to actually kill her attacker to regain her humanity.
After two unsuccessful nights that saw her lock herself away before transforming on those nights, Rachel's third night finally saw her track down her attacker, who played ignorant and "introduced" himself as James. His ignorance would begin his downfall, as Rachel spiked James' drink with a special type of wolfsbane, which would prevent him from shifting. With James at her mercy, Rachel transformed into her werewolf form and literally ate James' heart out.
A month passed, and Rachel still fondly remembered that last moment where her muzzle extended during her transformation, because she knew it would be her last shift. The moon's appearance that night left Rachel very elated, as her curse was lifted, and normalcy returned to her.