Eighteen years ago...UNKNOWN LABORATORY IN AMERICA🌺"Inject him again." A cold voice."Not again, Dr. Angor. I t-think he'll d-die at this rate. Number 10 and Number 12 died this afternoon." A nervous male voice. "Weaklings! All of them!" Dr. Angor thundered angrily. "That's how many? Thirteen this week?""Fifteen." Hector's nervous voice came again."Animals!" He thundered again. Then, he turned and faced a particular 'cage'. A huge wolf lay behind the iron bars glaring at him with so much rage, Dr. Angor will not stand in front of 'it' if not for the unbreakable bars that separated them. "I have my eyes on this one now. He is my only hope.""Number 6!?" Hector shrieked, swallowing tightly."Yes. You'd better be giving me positive results on this one, Hector. He is the strongest of them all. Focus all your experiments on him." Dr. Angor ordered.Hector glanced at the feral wolf, fear filled him. Just the size of the wolf is terrifying, and the boy is only fifteen years old. He kno

As the sun goes down, the early evening came with fresh air that is very refreshing. Wolfariane walked out of his tower into the wild zone that is the heart of Naturiah.He favored a good walk on a nice evening, to clear his mind a bit before he goes hunting.Passing packmate homes and dwellings which give way to trailing edges of the forests and walking through the woods, he isn't surprised to see so many young children goofing around; laughing, and playing chase.Some of them were in their animal forms. Kittens, puppies, and cubs chased each other while screaming loudly, some of them were fighting and scratching each other. When a certain group of cubs saw him, they ran toward him with joy and excitement."Alpha King!" The boys shrieked as they flooded him while the cubs reached him faster because they are in their animal form, and threw themselves at him.He caught as few as he could, while the others climbed his body. Some held on to any part of his evening garment they could grab

A week later...~NORMAN CITY, OKLAHOMA.~Naturiah's Agricultural And Livestock Company. NAALC.Ismena stood at the clearing of the huge familiar skyscraper of her workplace, staring at the abbreviation of the company, written in bold letters at the very top of it. A very famous and successful company that has branches scattered all over the world, Ismena can still remember feeling like the happiest woman in the world when NAALC accepted her job application seven years ago. It was a dream come true.She'd applied for it and several other lower agricultural companies, all her hope had been in the lower companies, but when the most successful agricultural company in the world accepted her job application and gave her an interview appointment with the company, she walked into the cloud all day long. All these years, she never regretted her job. Not even when it swallowed all her time, giving her little to no time for boys, fun, and relationships. Not even with her direct boss, Mr. Macdo

A blush crept to her cheeks like he just reminded her what she momentarily forgot. "Look, I really didn't mean to steal it. If you'll just turn a blind eye to it. You're a rich man and all that. Or, if you'll just let me go, just this once, I will—""You will do what?" The groan was to her ear. His upper body pressed her deeper into the wall. Suddenly, he needed more of her scent in his system. He inhaled deeply.He's sniffing her neck! "I'll most definitely not steal again, that I can assure you." She squeaked. Does he wanna eat her up!? Sure looks like he's playing with his meal. A shiver worked down her spine.Yet, she couldn't resist rubbing her aching breasts to his chest, seeking any kind of relief from this hunger that only increases."Stop that." He growled the command through gritted teeth.She stared up at him and blinked innocently, "Stop what?"A pause. A harder scowl. "Do you know what smells better than fear?"She has no idea what he means, but she managed to squeak, "W

The sun has gone down really well, the night sky was shiny with the twinkling stars and the yellow half-moon that dominated it. By the time they pulled up to the clearing of her apartment again. Ismena was well tired to her bones. It was a hard day, and she also missed her afternoon medications.But all that doesn't matter at all when compared to the problem at hand. The trouble she'd gotten herself into. The pawnbroker, Mr. Haggins, really did close down his store and left town. No one knows where he packed too. No one knows his destination. No one knows how to reach him. Not a phone number, not a relative, not an address. Nothing.She can feel him behind her as she stepped out of the limo. He hasn't said a word since their investigations. His silence terrified her more than his blank faces and eye-color changes. She walked sullenly to her apartment, unlocked it, and walked inside. He followed her.Ismena was done peeing her panties in fear. She turned and faced him bravely, "So,