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"Relax, it's just herbs to ward off the cold. The temperature dropped last night, and my throat's been scratchy." She still looked doubtful, so I quickly shifted the subject. "You barged in here in a panic. What's going on?" Lily smacked her forehead, suddenly reminded of whatever had sent her rushing over. She launched into a frantic explanation. Apparently, Ryan had taken Eleanor to the Royal Theater today to see a play. The story followed a werewolf princess forced into a political marriage with another pack, enduring hardship for the sake of her pack. It became a tragic legend in werewolf history.

she said with anticipation in her eyes. "Again?" her mother sighed. "I've told you that story a million times already." Little Natasha nodded eagerly. "I want to hear it again." "Alright," her mother conceded, smiling. "Many years ago, there was a battle called the Full Moon Liberation. It was a war fought by Werewolves for their freedom against the vampires who enslaved them. Thanks to the Werewolf King, Lycaon, they emerged victorious in their struggle for freedom." Her mother continued, "After the Full Moon Liberation, Lycaon was left without a mate and alone for many years."

For Nicholas, the barcode was a blessing in disguise when because of it, all the werewolves were prohibited to do bad things, not just for their kind but for the humans as well. For that same reason, furious and hungry wolves, who love to stain their sharp claws and fangs with drops of blood, especially those ruthless alphas and Lunas have been dormant for years similar to a puppet. And he hasn’t heard any news about those merciless killings, colonization of other packs, and those unreasonable tortures all over the city.

I asked. “Brings in more revenue to the town and we also want to invest to boost our incomes. Also, we will get an unlimited supply of blood and have fun in this bleak town. You wouldn’t believe how many are willing to donate blood for a few dollars. I admit that sometimes our young ones can be reckless and take blood by force. The werewolves are worried about that.” I remembered Morgenstern telling me about the vampires being reckless and leaving tones of blood everywhere. I began to wonder if the vampires were being truthful or hiding their true intentions. To have humans they can suck on and kill whenever they want. Non-natives are fair game.

I've never seen one for myself. Now that I remember. Fred had once told me that he had seen a female Werewolf before one night when he went to the club. He was so drunk that night when he met the lady. They were into each other, and so they made out. But then, things got ugly when the girl suddenly bared her fangs and shifted to a wolf in front of him. Honestly, I don't believe Fred's story one bit. There are so many loopholes in his story.

Alex opened his eyes, even though it was only lit by the light from the moon coming in through my bedroom window I could still see the color of his eyes. "What are they doing?" "Ah ... Werewolves are creatures that need a pack, just like a pack. And sometimes not having a pack can make the werewolf a little frustrated to the point of going crazy, rogues often attack pack members, even injure them. They are dangerous, Cara. Sometimes they even form herd of fellow rogues to attack the pack." Alex yawned as he finished explaining it to me, his face looking very tired. "Oh ... " I replied while yawning, "I have to go to school tomorrow, I guess I should continue my sleep."

Next day **************** It was sunday and today it was full moon day. Every full moon day, alpha Jack and Elena used to organize a party for their packs at a resort which was 14 km away from the city in the midst of a dense forest. A loner wolf used to find mate in the party. They used to howl together after the party around 1 o'clock. " Carol, get ready a nice dress for today's party." her mom said while picking up a dress for herself.

Junior asked me curiously. I gazed at him knowing if I should tell the truth I would be in danger. He and everyone would think I'm a witch and I would be burned alive. Bazaar believes werewolves were caused by witches somehow awakening a very dark vicious animal spirit to take over man's soul that's why a werewolf is able to shift within a human form. He believes that the evil spirits had managed to create more creatures like him in populating the world just like us humans and other animals. "You should be happy I fought hard to escape because I could have died!" I shouted at him hiding the truth that it was the blood-eye wolf who had saved me.

she asked, she seated on the table while eating a cake. "You're sleeping with the werewolves," Klyde muttered then Freeda freezed for a second. "Huh?! I'm sleeping with werewolves?" she laughed sarcastically then Klyde give her a mean look. "You're a fool! Don't you get it? The werewolves are the Skyler brothers!" he said as he walked near her. Freeda grinned, she don't believe anything he says. "Klyde, you're telling me that you're the vampire, then now you're telling me that the Skyler's are werewolves? I might be startled when you accused me that I'm a witch?!" she laughed out loud and Klyde lose his patience. "Yes, you're a witch!" he dictated then Freeda burst out laughing.

Taking a deep breath, he continued, “I have lived for centuries. Once we had our home in Latan city, then the Great War…” “I don’t want to hear anymore of that” I cut him off desperately standing on my feet. I already heard the story a thousand times and I didn’t want to hear more of it anymore. Drake nodded, his gaze averted for a moment. I sighed. How could judge him when I am not so innocent at myself. I had actually done a ritual with the help of my mother to keep the moon away so I don’t end up married to werewolf I didn’t love.