I Saw A Werewolf With A Chinese Menu Novels & Stories

"Now I give you some peace, so you two should cherish it. You two have to remember that even if Alpha King and Jack find you, they will not dare to act jubilantly. All the werewolves in this restaurant are my employees, they both have powers and skills that normal werewolves don't. Alpha King and Jack won't be able to do anything because the two of them are afraid that we will harm you. So you can just stay here." Then he left. The waitress next to us also spoke up. "The end is already predetermined, so you shouldn't waste your time fighting. Instead, enjoy our enthusiastic service and dishes that you can't always enjoy. Theresure it's definitely an experience you don't want to forget." The

"Thanks." He nodded and started filling up his own plate. After he was done, Beta Connor and the older woman started filling up their plates. It was after they were done that the rest of the werewolves took their share. Fay was eating her pancakes with her fork and Alpha Clause was eating his noodles as he watched her when they heard the clicking of high heels.

I said, as the waitress came back. “Youse ready to order,” she said, smacking her gum. I cringed my nose at her, goddess she reeked. This was all part of the trials and tribulations we faced living among humans. Their scents were awful and they didn’t even know it. A lot of wolves can’t always keep it to themselves but obviously nothing good comes of creating that trouble. “I want the roast beef dinner,” Pavel said, looking like someone stole his puppy. “I’ll have the grilled chicken salad with ranch dressing please,” I said, handing her our menus.

I planned to buy even more for them to carry, but first, I needed something refreshing to drink. “Let's head to the restaurant,” I commanded, strolling up to the rooftop lounge and settling down at a table. I ordered the most expensive drink and food on the menu and, in a rare gesture, allowed Stella and Marie to do the same. They thanked me as if I were their savior or something. Pathetic. Liam, on the other hand, wouldn’t eat or drink anything, even if I ordered him to. So, I didn’t bother asking. As the food arrived, I held the cold drink in my hand and glanced over the edge of the rooftop, watching the crowds milling around below, buying cheap trinkets from the street stalls. A flash of

Women’s voices greeted them when the pair rattled the sliding door, the sizzling from the pan and the subtle conversation and what took the two by surprise were the half werewolf-human appearance of the people who greeted them – the cook and waitress. The looks of the diner to them makes them move forward to the silver furred cashier, asking if there is a more private area to eat which they have. The orangey brown furred waitress takes them to their table. “May I take your order, gentlemen?” She sweetly asked then smiled. The two look over the menu. “Two large bowls of noodles with egg, please.” Leo orders while glancing at his mate whether he likes something else. However, it seems he is go

Two werewolves were going at it. It was one of the few times I had seen a werewolf transform with my eyes. I couldn't tell which beast was ours, but I was definitely terrified by that sight. They tore at themselves with massive claws, each werewolf actively trying to end their counterpart's life by going for the throat. With trembling limbs, I opted to hide in the kitchen instead, where I might have been safer.

Forever. I sigh and stand on my feet, abandoning the 'should've been great' meal. I leave the dining and go back to the kitchen. When I enter, Belvedere is not in anymore and there's only Elio, and Mary who doesn't have the headphone on again. "You finished breakfast already?" Mary exclaims, not hiding her bewildered look. Oh, damn, I might be a werewolf but I'm sure not a beast to have finished a meal within five minutes! "No, I lost appetite. Actually, it stinks to me," I say, flipping my gaze to the monster's face and I can see he's trying to hide his anxiety and fear. I hate him, already! But when I flick my gaze back to Mary, I see that hurt look on her... My words! So doing a rethink a

I held it there mercilessly and made sure that she tasted the rotten meat. "Don't ever humiliate me", I hissed out before gripping her hair and pulled it from the rotten meat. "Yes... yes... I wont......", Maggots were moving all over her face and her friend screamed more loudly when she saw her. "Since you all came to my room unvited... ", "Noooo.....", The bitch's friend cried when I brought the piece of rotten meat to her mouth. Forcefully I pushed it in her mouth with its maggots. Yes I was crazy but they were also stupid werewolves.

I grin at her appreciatively, but Andrew looks confused. “I do not eat meat,” I whisper, and I hear James choke on a piece of chicken. “But you are a werewolf,” the confusion in Andrew’s voice was apparent. “And I do not eat meat,” I state simply. Looking up from my plate, both men are staring at me with open mouths. “Okay?” I can feel a tiny bit of power behind my words radiate from my body. Both James and Andrew look at me in shock but both answer, “Yes, Luna.”

I nodded and whispered, “Seems like we got a new hotspot for launching our new branch and product.” We both made our way to the buffet and filled our plates before settling on the tables placed for us to dine. As we continued to eat, most people around the table stared at us. It was very common for me and Lucas to be stared at since being werewolves we were like a magnet to their attraction. “I can never get used to this staring,” Lucas mumbled in distaste. “You are not the only one.” I reminded him and continued eating.