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Avalea I don’t know how long I was unconscious, but when I come to, I’m once again staring into the Werewolf’s silver-gray eyes. They’re not glowing this time, thanks to the bright sunlight flooding the hut. I try to sit up, but wince as pain shoots up my leg. I’m still feeling light-headed. The Werewolf is looking at the blood-soaked remains of my nightgown and the pool of blood on the floor with horror. “What the hell!” he exclaims.

If he succeeded, he would be unstoppable… … but he didn’t, because in her reality in Fairbanks, Vak Smallchief is still known as the first werewolf in history and the only werewolf ancestor who receives 7 salutation howls on the nights of the Full Moon Feasts. Where did that leave Nikjin? “You are a beautiful sight to behold in wasteland such as this,” he said, appearing in front of her like an apparition.

These werewolf senses are something to get used to. When I toe my way to the door, I’m unable to shed the feeling of being watched. An uneasy feeling prickles at the back of my neck, making me glance over my shoulder. The bed looms in the darkness, a silent reminder of a horrific event that took place here. I exhale, wondering how long it’ll take before I can rest in this space, without the reminder of a girl who was brutally murdered where I sleep. I turn back toward the door, pushing it open and slipping out into the hallway, almost ramming right into Elijah.

Just the food and blood feast was enough for the young werewolf to get herself pretty well for at least half a day or more. " Muse, Jane" I screeched out their names from my sitting spot since their faces were no more to be found around the room. I came out of the room where I stayed to the main open spot and my eyes got caught by all the designs and instruments in the open hall still I was just getting the fancy smell of a party dipping right into my nose but I just went ahead to go in search of my two best friends but still it seems the more I walk towards them the more they both go far and it was so annoying and disgusting for me so I stopped the search and went back into my room and took

Chibuzor Victor Obih was born in the southern part of Nigeria. He was born in Warri, Delta State to be precise. His writings includes novels, poetry and short stories. During his free time, he likes to play soccer, read, study and above all, write. He is currently a fourth year student of a renowned public university in Nigeria (University of Port-Harcourt) where he is pursuing a bachelor's degree in Mechanical Engineering. I Am Also A Werewolf is his fourth book and his first attempt to write a beautiful novella. It talks about the wonderful story of a female werewolf who supports her human friend during his crisis with his ex-wife's parents concerning the death of his wife. It features lov

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 A month has taken its place, and I finished writing my first ever werewolf tragedy love story. I made it so steamy that he will not reject reading it. I kept getting nightmares about what happened to us in the hotel, and that moment has inspired me to write some scenes in the story.

I was counting on it. I gave a weird, cackling laugh that sounded way too loud in my dark little closet of an office. He was coming for me. Life just got very, very interesting. Thank God. ***** This book is coming 16 October! Don't forget: I have two other completed Werewolf books here on GN (My Alpha Teacher's Pet, and Hunted by My Alpha) and fourteen other books on other platforms under the names Aimee Lynn and Aimee Lynn-Lane

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he stated, rolling the marble on the table. “And then his first downfall happened,” Elder Owen took over again. “Not up to a week later, his new Luna was found dead from claw marks and stoning. The pack members had exacted their revenge,” he let out and a wave of cold air hit me. Pictures of Ever in that scene filled my head and I clenched my fists. “And as expected, Ron lost his sanity at the sight of it. He knew his subjects had done it. He turned the pack upside down, searching for the culprits and eventually…the people gave him a response.”

Told me that my place was on the streets and nowhere else. The two men finally passed a cafe on the other side of the street. I turned left, into an alley. My body shuddered at the prospect of turning. The wolf I had was a vicious thing. Had no mercy or grace. But she came in handy in situations like these. If she decided to show face. Unlike normal wolves, I struggled to turn. Had struggled since my first full moon after my thirteenth birthday. Apparently, not all wolves had minds of their own. Only mine.