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I screamed feeling the heat of the fire ready to burn me alive. Suddenly a loud crashing sound made Bazaar immediately move the torch away from me. He looked around searching for where the sound came from. "A werewolf!" one shouted within the crowd. Soon the crowd of people began running and screaming for their lives. "Guards find that werewolf and kill him!" Bazaar shouted angrily. "It's you who called the werewolf didn't you, werewolf witch?" Bazaar said angrily at me as he held the torch to my face.

She thought. She could now feel the stink inside, and a nauseating sensation gripped her. She felt like spewing. But she was gagged and couldn’t even breathe properly. Her stomach was growling. She was gripped by anxiety and fear of the unknown torture that was to follow. She felt like screaming her lungs out and reaching out for help. “There are only werewolves around. Even if I could scream, nobody would reach out for help. They would all obey the orders of their Alpha.” She considered.

Closing my eyes, I rushed my words, “The pictures had you and some of them had this big black scary wolf, I don't know. When I asked him why he was showing it to me, he said it was you. That you were the big black scary wolf. He said you are a werewolf”

She was met with a terrifying sight that made her blood run cold - a huge black werewolf looming over her, its eyes glowing with an unnatural hunger, like embers in the dark. The werewolf's hot breath washed over her, carrying the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. She tried to scream, but her voice was muffled by the sheer terror that had taken hold of her, trapped in her throat, unable to escape the vise-like grip of fear that had taken hold of her vocal cords. The werewolf's face was inches from hers, its jaws wide open, revealing razor-sharp teeth. But just as suddenly as the fear had taken hold, the werewolf's face transformed into Reyes's, his eyes gleaming in the dark with an ot

He asked him. Justin rolled his head and then responded to the question nonchalantly. "I'm sorry, she came during the incantations, but aside from that, nothing happened.". He clarified to Derek. "I see, but don't you think we should at least tell her the truth?".He turned to me and continued, "Sarah, do you believe in Werewolves?" He paused at the end of that question. "Werewolves? Are you they real?". I asked, finding it hard to believe.

“Lara, come on. You had me so scared there.” “I’m serious. I saw a werewolf,” I say with more conviction, still seated in the floor. “No, you didn’t. It was probably weird Tony down the street playing a prank. You know how creepy he is. He probably got costumes and everything. Lara, werewolves aren’t real.” I sigh, realizing that she was right. “Werewolves are stuff you see in books or movies, not in Hollywood. Maybe I was just imagining things because I’m so tired, working a million part-time jobs and still going to school. I’m just so fucking tired!”

Werewolves. Vampires. Witches. So they're all real? And they're living among us, like human beings? "You see, werewolves are scary. They are thirsty for blood and hungry for deaths. They are dominating and ruthless, as you can tell. They wanted the vampire dead but fortunately, the leader of the witches led his group and helped the poor vampire escape from them. They treated him like their own kind. They were nice to him and even taught him some good spells." She smiled as if she was reminiscing good old memories.

Her heart was drumming loudly as the screen changed and started showing another version of the movie. On the screen, Elowyn watched a young couple running for their lives in a forest. Chasing them were a group of werewolves, so large, Elowyn couldn’t help but shiver with worry. She had never seen something scary like that, even when she was staying with Hilary for three good years. “Run! I will fend them off!” the young man urged his partner as he let go of her hand.

Until he can find a mate, he has to stay next to me or he could get killed. Werewolves are like animals, we think with our bodies first before our senses. We are primitive and very aggressive. Rex is unlike any werewolf I know. He is quiet, smart and never angry. He is the one that can help me right now. I hit his door loudly, knowing he wouldn't be in the meeting. Omegas aren't allowed in meetings. They are treated as less than, not equals.

The golden pup’s fur began to crack with glowing lines, radiating a blinding light that made it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open. “A true Golden Werewolf! I can’t see!” “It’s coming! It’s coming!” Everyone craned their necks and kept their eyes wide, trying desperately to catch a glimpse. Damian laughed loudly. “A Divine Werewolf descends! All shall bow before me! I am the King of the Werewolf Alliance!” As the light began to dim, the pup’s form started to shift. The crowd held its breath. “What is that?” “A black werewolf?” At the very moment everyone expected glory, the golden pup transformed into a grotesque, malformed Omega Black Werewolf.