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I will never regret being… Captivated by the Howling University. Captivated by the bullies. Captivated by Student Councils. Captivated by Grimson. Captivated by the werewolves den.

Too afraid to close his eyes and lose one moment of the breathtaking beauty that was the human world. "Great. Now let me check if I have cellphone service." Cora said as she switched on her IPhone and almost cried out of joy as it came on. "You know you can't contact your friends right?" Noah warned her as they landed on the airstrip. There was another car that was supposedly waiting to drive them straight to the French Quarter. Apparently, Alpha Superior werewolves were super rich, there was a private jet or two for each pack and every member of the pack was entitled to use it.

The person filming screamed and ran, the camera shaking wildly before the footage cut off. "This changes everything," Kyle said, his voice tight with tension. "Our entire way of life has been built on secrecy. If the human world knows werewolves exist..." "There will be panic," I finished, my free hand going to my belly protectively. "Fear. Maybe violence." The news switched to a panel of so-called experts. A scientist insisted the video must be CGI. A cryptozoologist claimed he'd been vindicated after years of research. A religious scholar debated whether werewolves had souls.

"And it's worse than the rumors suggest." I spent the next twenty minutes outlining everything—Riley and Lake's rescue, the facility we'd destroyed, Andy's death, and the organization that might still be operating in her absence. The room grew progressively quieter as I spoke, faces shifting from curious to concerned to openly frightened. "And now," I continued, forcing myself to meet each person's eyes, "we have confirmation that a nightwalker was spotted in Silver Creek yesterday. Following my mate and children through a public store." The silence that followed was absolute. Even the usual background noises of the pack house—distant conversations, footsteps, the hum of electronics—seemed t

I repeatedly cried at the stinging pain against my back. Suddenly, I heard a loud crashing sound in the living room. Turner shoved me aside and went to look. I cried like a baby as he did, in horrible pain. My back hurt so badly. I sat up petrified hearing a roaring sound outside of my bedroom. “I’m going to rip your throat apart, beast!” I heard Turner yell angrily. I then realized the crashing sound was a werewolf. I immediately hid behind a large piece of furniture as a fight went on in the living room. Every object I heard crashing to the ground my body jumped repeatedly.

Luna Magda gulped. "Enough of this!" Kanyon snarled. "Reniece, please play the clip." “Gimme a second.” Ren pushed a huge white screen up front, the lights in the throne room dimmed and the video footage that King Osbourne's camera's recorded of Adam and Gary beating and forcing Jessica in the vehicle played on the screen. People in the crowd were shocked, while some just couldn't bear to watch the awful scene. "Luna Magda, do you recognize the two werewolves in this video?" Kanyon asked.

Everything that happened within the past 24 hours is still blurry to me. And I am still unclear about my situation. Grandma, Kelt, Sheryl and I boarded a plane leaving New York to Canada. Then we took the longest drive, I have ever been in in my entire life. Night came and it started raining, we had been driving in the woods for three hours. I guess that was when I got overwhelmed realizing that this was all true, that I was a werewolf? And so was Grandma? And we were going to the land of werewolves. I might never see the lights of New York city again, or any city for that matter. I might never see my friends again or go to the movies or starbucks. I might never see Tony again or I might be

“I don’t have any secrets from you.” I pull up the search engine and type in ‘werewolf crisis.’ Video after video comes up, showing wolves shifting, attacking humans, dragging children off into the night, houses burning, babies screaming, mothers calling in agony. I slap my hand over my mouth in horror. “Is that what they’re doing?” I ask and look over my shoulder at Johnathan. "The wolves? Are they attacking the humans?"

I let go of that thought and returned to the house. My sisters were all sitting downstairs watching a werewolf film. They love documentaries. My dad never let us watch anything that involved vampires, witchcraft, and werewolves, but Mom, on the other hand, let us watch anything we wanted as long as Dad didn't find out. I sit next to Gaia, asking what was missed while outside. Gaia pauses the TV, staring, looking annoyed by my question. “ I'm not going to keep telling you what happened. Lena, Dad will be getting off soon. We don't have time to stop and catch you up. “ I slide down into my seat, saying sorry. I'm not even in the mood to argue at this point. Torrine rolls her eyes and says, “Yo

So the receptionist came to the door. “Yes, sir.” She said. “Get me a coffee.” Leo barked at her. And I sat there staring at him. “What?” He snapped at me. “She’s not your personal slave asshole.” I said. And he looked away from me and didn’t say anything else. When I was sure that everyone was preoccupied with what they were doing, I hacked into the dark web and I made sure that they didn’t know what I was doing. I started searching articles on werewolf attacks around the time that I was born and when I was a baby.