Werewolf short stories
This was a creature of pure destruction.
Liam stood tall, unshaken, his eyes locking with the beast’s. But Cruella could see it—the flicker of tension in his gaze, the wariness he couldn’t hide.
“You should not have come,” Liam growled.
The beast let out a chilling laugh.
“You took what was mine, Alpha. And I’m here to take it back from you.”
" When would you all know that I hate stress more than other thing."
Cruella’s pulse skyrocketed as the beast’s eyes turned toward her, a dangerous glint flashing in them. She didn’t know who—or what—this was, but one thing was clear, her life had just taken a terrifying turn at the time she never expected of it.
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