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THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 34: MOONDAY RAVE
THIRD PERSON POVThe party was jumping, and the teenagers were high on marijuana and other unmentionables. They ground on each other with red cups in their hands, singing at the top of their lungs. Lazarus hadn’t been to a rave like this since the early nineties. But watching the intoxicated people, he didn’t miss it much. He was standing in the dark, out of sight, but watching everyone. He was like a fly on the wall. He wished he could get Miranda alone, but seeing that she was not herself lately, it would look suspicious for him to be kissing her when she was wearing Nigel Vanderwolf’s face. But nevertheless, he intended to take her as his Eternal Mate when all of this was over. He liked her, and she may not feel the same way about him yet, but he was determined to change her mind. His father wouldn’t permit it though. That much he knew. The Count didn’t approve of the last woman Lazarus was in love with either. A human girl named Charlotte. But she died of cholera back in 1919 when
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 35: ETERNAL MATE
LAZARUS'S POVI felt my eyes flashing from grey to red. That sweet, sugary smell was waking up my thirst and my hunger. I wanted nothing more than to taste whatever this scent was. My gums burnt when I felt my fangs descending without me even taking them out. Now I knew something definitely was not right. I needed to get out of here and get some fresh air. Before I could walk off, Miranda's pretty friend Clarke rocked her way over to me. “Hey there Mack daddy,” she slurred. I could smell the heavy booze on her breath. “I could tell you want me. I know you can't take your eyes off me,” she giggled, followed by a burp.“OK sweetheart,” I laughed. “You want me to get you some water?”She leaned against my chest, rubbing her face on my skin that was visible under my leather jacket. “Your skin is so smooth and cool,” she whispered. “I like it.”“OK sweetheart,” I shoved her off. “Deep breaths,” I told her. If she didn't calm down, I would have to use my compulsion on her and I didn't want
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 36: NOBODY LEAVES
MIRANDA'S POV“This can't be true,” I shouted. I didn't want my best friends getting involved in the supernatural world in the first place. But now I was learning one of them was mates to Nigel's future beta. This couldn't be happening. “Nigel. Why the hell are you panicking? I’m the one mated to a human,” Valko rumbled. He and his wolf were angry. "So, what do you plan on doing? Are you going to reject her?” I asked. A part of me wanted him to say yes, but then again, living in this pack for the last month had taught me a lot about werewolves. The first thing was that if a wolf rejects his mate, he may grow mad or, worse, die. “Are you crazy? Of course, I won’t do that. But I still don’t have a plan.” Same time, Velma came rushing outside. Her rage was staining the air. She fell to her knees, screaming at the top of her lungs. Valko ran to her side. “Sis, what’s wrong?” He asked, worried. She didn’t reply, instead she threw herself into her brother’s arms and sobbed bitterly. By th
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 37: I’M SORRY
THIRD PERSON POVThe party was over, and the group of unorthodox acquaintances were cleaning up after the rave. Miranda gagged when she placed the one-hundredth used condom in the rubbish bag. “This is so nasty,” she groaned. She set the back aside when it was filled, then she grabbed a broom and started to sweep. She watched as Lazarus ordered his two vamp buddies to help Velma with her part of the chores. “I can do this myself,” Velma snapped at the tall, dark-skinned one. She seemed more agitated than usual. Miranda wondered what that was about. “I know you can, Your Highness. But our Prince gave us the orders to help you, and we must obey,” the tall vampire, Seros replied. Miranda found it strange that they were calling Velma, Your Highness, but then again maybe they found her to be acting like a spoiled princess. It was her birthday so she got a pass to be cranky. “Prince? Who — him?” Velma scoffed, her eyes darted over to Lazarus and she gave him the once-over. “It figures. He
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THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 38: TRUST THE MOON GODDESS
MIRANDA'S POVI couldn't believe Velma did that to me. I may not be Nigel, but I was good to her. I was a darn great friend to her. I even spent a fortune on her birthday gift. I got her painting utensils, the whole nine yards after she told me she liked painting. I even made her see herself as the wonderful girl she is. I ran until I realized I was at the bench near the maze. I sat down and sobbed. “Hey, stop that,” Taurus commanded. "I get that you're hurt, but Men Don't Cry. At least alpha Men Don't.”“I'm sorry, I can't help it,” I sniffled. “I'm just so hurt.”“I know. I feel your pain. Just know Velma didn't mean it. She's just irritated about the situation. She'll come around.”“You think so?” I asked. “I know so.” He tried the cheer me up. I thanked Taurus for the pep talk and asked him to give me some time. I just wanted to be alone. “Hey, Miranda. Are you OK?” I looked over my shoulder to see Nigel running up to me, winded. “I really need to get your body in shape."“Yeah,
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 39: ALPHA NOLAN
THIRD PERSON POV“I'm telling you, Alpha, something's wrong with your son,” Beta Valor insisted. “He's weaker than before, plus it's like he has never fought a day in his life.” Even though Miranda swore she was getting better at training and sparring, she felt her muscles getting stronger but still, her efforts were no good to the beta. He knew Nigel had more to offer, but he didn’t know why the boy was holding back. Alpha Nolan ground his teeth together. He wanted to smack his beta over the mouth for speaking such things about his son, but even he couldn't deny what his beta was saying, because even he saw that something was wrong with Nigel. The boy had not brought a girl in his chambers for weeks, plus he had been caught singing songs that reminded the Alpha of cotton candies and pink clouds. When he asked Nigel who he was listening to, he told him it was the great, Taylor Swift. The alpha cracked his knuckles, stressing about what his mind was concluding. His boy was a fairy and
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 40: ALPHA MAXIMUS THORN
MIRANDA'S POVBeta Valor mind-linked me and told me that training was postponed today. They were having over another powerful alpha from a neighbouring pack to talk about some important issues. I assumed it must be regarding the alpha trials. I didn't mind not training today, my joints were sore, and I was a little down since Nigel and I went back into the woods last night to see if we could find some answers to why this had happened to us. But after hours of searching, arguing and crying, we found nothing, so we gave up and retreated to our beds. I was also relieved that my friends knew about this, so if this was a forever type of thing, then at least I wouldn't have to endure the burden of carrying this secret for the rest of my life. I was just happy I could be myself, even though I wasn't myself. A gentle knock came on my door, and the subtle scent of flowers and honey told me it was Nigel's mother. The longer I was in this body, the more I was in tune with these supernatural powe
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