Rori was fascinated, though, as she wandered the streets, the women looked chic and the men so well dressed. Somehow, it made the werewolf city where Mark led a pack seem very happy and sleepy, and she tried to describe it all to Sandra when she called her before entering the apartment where she lived with Mark."Everyone in the city seems happy today," she said to Sandra. "You are so lucky, Sandy. I had give anything to be happy the way you are.""Sure, you would," Sandra said, pouring tea inside a ceramic cup. "Why are you here? Did you come here to ask if my husband is around so you can plan how to fuck him when I am away?""I didn't come because of that. But, I did come to see Mark.""Ah! You did come to see Mark. You just don't know what you want to see him for? You haven't decided yet? I can see the options running around your head like a ticking bomb waiting to explode.""You don't have to be so rude to me, Sandra.""Of course, I don't! But, now

Drake scratched his head several times as he tried to make sense of the words that were coming out from Rori's mouth."I didn't want to tell you earlier," Rori continued. Her head still lowered, facing the floor. "But, after considering our relationship, I thought it was best for you to know the secret that I have been hiding from you.""I don't believe this," Drake confessed. "I simply can't believe that you are a werewolf and you go around killing people for breakfast."Rori swallowed slowly. She sat down as she tried to figure out a way to use simple words to make Drake clearly understand that she wasn't a monstrous beast. "I don't kill people. I never have!""Then, what do you do when you get hungry and your belly complains of its loneliness?""I eat normal food. I eat human food like every human being I know."Drake sighed and ran his hand across his chin. "After Rosetta came Rori. Behind Rori is a fucking werewolf. Can you imagine that? How love

In the pale moonlight, Mark Ryder looked suddenly frightened as he stared at the faces of all his pack members gathered to listen to what he had to say."You should be scared," he said in a voice so authoritative that it startled even himself. "You should all be scared that we have a human in our midst who wants to marry my sister-in-law."Lucio pulled back, looking stunned by the threatening tone— one that Mark had never before used when addressing his pack. He was the second in command after Mark."I am the leader of the strongest pack in werewolf city," Mark continued. "As far as I can remember, our ancestors made an agreement with the ancestors of humans. They made an agreement never to intermarry. Tonight, I stand in front of men who have insulted me in public by refusing to let me know about the atrocity that was committed in public today.""I truly apologize for every member gathered here for your sake—" Lucio began."I don't need your

Sandra could imagine only one logical answer when Mark arrived around 2am after midnight, mentioning the name of her sister several times: Rori Reeler, her dear loving sister, sleeping peacefully with Drake Down in a part of werewolf city had offended her husband.Suddenly, a bright flashlight flared in the middle of the room she shared with Mark."This way," Mark whispered, pulling her to stand up and follow him outside. Sandra followed as the light led the way."Where are we going?" She stopped after a brief moment of silence.Mark raised his eyes and dropped the flashlight on a visible spot. "Do you love me, Sandra?""Of course, I do," she was feeling a bit confused. "I love you with all my heart. You are my fucking husband, Mark. Why would I be here if I didn't love you?""So, you would do anything I tell you to do? Will you follow me to the end of the road?"Sandra couldn't begin to imagine a life without him. "Maybe. I don't really give it mu

Everything started falling apart in Mark Ryder's life after he lost the court case in werewolf city to Drake Down and Rori Reeler who was now Rori Down. As far as he could remember, his loss was a sting in his buttocks that would never heal no matter the amount of treatment applied at the spot.He strained his eyes to absorb the news that was written on the paper in front of him. It was all slowly coming back as he thought of his suit and tie with Sandra by his side, wearing a beautiful white wedding gown. He fought hard and slow to clear the fog from his mind and concentrate on the reason behind the divorce which he had heard several times. He was incompetent to handle himself as a man. The words clearly written as a statement of strong reason for divorce by his ex-wife, Sandra Reeler stung him in the same way his loss to Drake Down and Rori Down sting him. However, there was something more on the paper that captured his attention, moving him to a deeper state of despair than