I Saw A Werewolf With A Chinese Menu Novels & Stories

The villagers don’t have much time to enjoy the rain or marvel at their good fortune because they have to make preparations to stay dry until lunchtime. "You fight quite well, lady," Ms. Anastasia, who was eating red mooncakes at a cafe shop in Markkhstan Dari, heard someone's voice. She turned back to see a person wearing black clothes, standing with folded hands and smiling at her. Due to smiling, his front teeth became visible, and his black eyes were bright. Because of his wolfish scent, she recognized that he is also a werewolf, so she turned her neck back and started eating the red mooncakes placed in front of her again.

he voiced out this time. How are they going to fight four huge werewolves in their tiny builds compared to those creatures? Zane’s heart hammered in his chest. But he didn’t show his tension. “Shit!” Zeev cursed and looked at the opposite side to be ready for any sudden attack. A huge ebony-coated wolf with bloody red eyes graced under the moonlight. Zane almost gasped seeing the rogue. But more than its appearance, the almost glowing dark mark on its leg caught Zane’s eyes.

“Tell Darcy and May I say hi!” “Will do.” Aidan chuckled, his infectious laugh twisting my stomach, “I’ll pay next time, and you can get whatever you want.” “Whatever I want?” My eyebrow lifted; my attention successfully gained. Nearly everyone in this town were werewolves, which meant we all ate an abundance of food. While Aidan could still eat me under the table, I managed to keep up at times. That made for a hefty bill at Stella’s, and she’d never let you live it down if you didn’t leave a decent tip.

Their manners were better than a normal restaurant. The crowd wasn’t huge, no swarming, no crazy fan behavior. Most people cooperated with the crew and treated us like ordinary servers. But there’s always an exception. Near the window booths, three foreign werewolves, blond hair, blue eyes, sat chatting in Louwen Pack’s language. Suddenly, the woman in the red dress crooked a finger at Yvonne. Yvonne hurried over and greeted them in International Wolf tongue. But the red‑dress woman’s face darkened.

he whispered "Sure I'm great about all that" I forced a smile. My father looked at me intently "Charlie I find that a little hard to believe and I know you must have questions." "Nope I'm a werewolf i get it and I don't want to talk about it" I told him with a warning tone to my voice. The waitress placed my food down in front of me and I began eating with gusto. "Why am I so hungry?" "Your eating for two" Sasha smiled.

As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.

Tasha screamed when her eyes landed on what was on the plate. It wasn't tiramisu. It wasn't anything that belonged in a restaurant. It was a severed head. A werewolf's head. Bloodied, matted fur, eyes frozen open in terror. Joseph recognized it immediately, it was one of his men, the one who had washed his car earlier to prepare it for his date. Tasha’s scream echoed through the restaurant, a keening wail of panic. Chairs scraped. Glass shattered. Diners bolted from tables, knocking over wine bottles and candles as they fled in every direction.

I go first , and she is left in awe at how much of food I have heaped on my plate to which I just chuckle. “I am a big eater…” I try to give her some logical explanation. After she gets her food , with both trays mirroring each other , we both turn to leave. From the corner of my eye , I see the rouge settling down at an open table – I can feel his eyes latched on to me. I ignore him – I do feel kind of sorry for him as he chose wisely not to come to the field where I am sure the majority of pack werewolves are. They will surely rip him to shreds if they are left alone with him.

I shrugged, “Just things.” “If you feel uncomfortable or sad, just call me, I can be your friend,” she said. She then laid the food on the table and waited for me until I finished eating. The food here is more tasty and delicious compared to the werewolf realm…. I think it's because werewolves liked their meat fresh and with as little seasoning as possible while in here, I could taste that their food is at least marinated well enough. Also, the fact that they have a bit of similarity with us humans and have similar tastebuds.

I chuckled then leaned back as well to match his gaze, “so apart from us werewolves and humans, what other creatures are out there?” He didn’t say anything at first, but he smiled, “there are a lot of mystery going on in our world.” Soon, a waiter came to us and smiled to us. “Hello, can I take your order?” I nodded then picked up the menu to look at it. I expected foreign foods, but they were all foods that we usually ate in our packs. It didn't feel much different than being at the pack. It just felt a bit babyish with me seeing them. I could break some of the stuff they had here with my bare hands, which would make me look like a hero or a villain amongst them.