Darwin Watterson Novels & Stories

Tyler’s POV You know, growing up in the south you hear a lot of crazy shit, but this takes the cake. I stared at Connelly’s giant canine teeth and cringed, “You are joking, right?” They all three exchanged glances and Dalton cleared his throat, “No, we aren’t jokin’, unfortunately. I am the wolf you saw in the woods. You are on my pack territory.” He leaned back in his seat and pressed his palms to his knees. He was nervous, I could feel it. He thought I was going to run away. I should be running away like my damn hair was on fire, but I couldn’t. I kept feeling myself being called to him.