Novel & Cerita I Saw A Werewolf With A Chinese Menu

My date opts for the usual pasta with extra meat. “You won't regret that. I hear that the pasta here is exceptional”, I compliment her on the choice. “This is my first time here but the reviews are excellent. I was fortunate to be able to reserve a table”. She looks up from my words. "For the first time? Aren't the people here werewolves?” she asks innocently. “No, not as far as I could sense. But I do think a lot of werewolves visit this place. The menu is full of meat dishes and fewer vegetables and fish. That says a lot. And there are also a number of packs in the area, enough to bring many customers to this restaurant”, I answer.

We start to circle each other, looking for an opening to get at. "No. See, I've changed my tastes a little," he says, "I've decided to go more to a wild taste for my meat." "What? You eat some wild boar?" I say roughly. Just a bit more. Then I can fly off. "No. Just werewolf," he says. I freeze. "You ate a werewolf?" I ask lowly. How could he...? "Oh, I did alright. And he was delicious. He had the taste of lean meat. Too bad he wasn't beefier. Otherwise, he would have satisfied me some more and-"

After a while, I look at him in the eye and say, "Freddy, I am not a baby. Even if I am your wife, I cannot stay at home and wait for you all the time. I have my own stuff to do." All of a sudden, he holds my arm and throws me onto a sofa. When I am about to stand up and yell at him, something huge covers all the light from the crystal lights in the middle of the room. It seems to be a beast at first glance, but later I notice that it is Freddy who stands up from the wheelchair. Is this the difference between a werewolf and a human ? Before I decide whether to congratulate him or curse him, he rushes to me and holds my shoulder.

My cheeks grew warm. "Ready?" "Yup. My caretaker makes an excellent stir-fry dish. You aren't vegetarian, are you?" Adam led the way as we walked down the hallway. The hallway stretched endlessly before us, decorated with expensive artwork, polished marble floors, and elegant chandeliers that cast a warm golden glow over everything. "No, I do love my meat." "I guess that comes from the wild part of our kind." "How could you tell I was a werewolf so easily?" "Instinct, I guess."

change. It was a grotesque, beautiful horror. Bones snapped and elongated. Skin rippled as fur retreated into pores. In a matter of seconds, three naked, panting men stood in the dirt, their bodies covered in scars and fresh, bleeding gashes. "He’s losing his grip, boys," one of the men spat, wiping blood from his mouth. "An Alpha who can't control his hunger for a human girl is a liability." The black wolf—Zayden—didn't shift. He stood his ground, a low, earth-shaking growl vibrating through his massive chest. His golden eyes locked onto the men, a silent promise of death.

My eyes widened in amazement. “Good?” Noah asked. I nodded. “So good.” They visibly relaxed. Moments like this made me think we could actually be nice to each other without wanting to bite each others heads off. A man appeared with plates on a tray. He had piercings at spots similar to the pretty lady’s. His brown hair poked from underneath his hat. “Boys,” he acknowledged placing a plate each in front of them. It was steak. Rare. I could still see the blood in it. I never could stomach werewolf food. I almost threw up at the sight.

(( I'll give you a call when we're ready to come back okay Walt, so you can either go back to the pack or have a little fun while you wait, the choice is yours but no drinking okay )) { okay Luna, I'd browse around at the shopping centre's until you're ready } (( okay, see you )) [ It, takes a minute for your eyes to adjust when you walk inside, it's rather dark for privacy ] I nod and walk in behind her, boy she wasn't kidding, thank goddess for werewolf vision! we make our way to the bar < hey there beautiful, you're back and you brought a friend, hi how are you? > (( I'm fine thank you )) the bartender tells me about their signature cocktail which I take and then gives us menus, people? a

I heard a chuckle from Bradley. He was trying to make me think I was crazy, so that I could let go of what I had seen. But I wasn’t about to let him make me second guess myself when I knew I had been completely sober. Never in my life had I ever had hallucinations and delusions so trying to pathologize me was not going to work. “I saw Leon turn. There was another witness, Rafael. Is he also a werewolf, because he vanished fast?” Mr. Morgenstern finally realised I was dead serious. He glanced at Bradley whose expression did not change. Mr. Morgenstern turned back to me. “Come to my house at seven pm for dinner, all of you excluding the young one.”

The moment was broken when a waiter came to take their orders. " Good evening. My name is Wang Ro and I'll be your waiter. Are you ready to order?" It was a polite teenage boy who seemed to be Mercedes's age. He was cute as well, and he seemed to be enthralled by Mercedes, who didn't sit well with Felix. Roland stirred feeling possessed, but Felix managed to suppress him before he could rip the boy to shreds. One of the downsides of being a werewolf in the human world was risking losing control and transforming in front of people. That must never happen, or it would shake the balance between the human and supernatural worlds.

Elias just stared at me not saying a single word. The tips of my ears turned pink. “What?” “You just surprise me is all.” Before I could ask what he meant by that, a waiter came to our table. He was a werewolf, and he was young. He seemed close to my age. He was lanky, with thick rimmed glasses and messy hair. He was cute in a nerdy kind of way. He bowed as soon as he approached us and I didn’t even flinch. I’d gotten used to it already.