Magic in the Moonlight
I wouldn't meet his gaze, dropping my eyes to my dirt-covered knees.
"I killed her, Derek," I whispered, my teeth chattering, "I killed Bambi's mother. I'm a murderer."
"No, Kimberly. No."
He gathered me into his arms, "You are not a murderer. You are a werewolf. Wolves are predators. They hunt deer. It's a natural way. You are no more a murderer than any person who buys a hamburger at a grocery store. The only difference is you found your dinner in the forest. You didn't do anything wrong here."
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