Werewolf short stories
Alpha urged, his eyes flashing as he pushed through the dense forest.
The noble brothers were like shadows, weaving through the trees with effortless grace, but I could hear the growls of wolves growing louder and closer.
They’re too close.
Suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I caught movement, a blur of fur and fangs.
A wolf lunged out of the shadows, aiming straight for me. Instinct took over. Before I could think twice, I swung the dagger with all my strength, the blade catching the wolf mid air, as dear struck me. A bright, silver flash lit up the night as the wolf yelped, its body slamming into the ground.
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