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Like the last customer, for example. "Was he a werewolf?" How do you know? - The smell. It's obvious once you get used to it. Clara sniffed. “Besides, he was after those pills. She threw the pot into my hand. I read the handwritten label. “Lycan pills: take twice daily until full moon.” “Many wolves find that the pills help them shorten their time under the moon's spell and control their wolf urges. I make them myself, and I usually have enough for my regulars, but this week's new wolves have depleted my supply, as you may have heard.

And I’ll have to ask Aldrich if he's willing to offer his blood. After our discussion about how the first Cursed Ones gained entry into Altair, I’m convinced that Werewolves are magical beings as well. If I’m successful in carrying out the ritual, it will prove once and for all that the shapeshifting ability of the Werewolves is indeed a form of magic, and they very much deserve to live in Altair like all other magical beings.

I smirked at the thought of what might, scratch that, what would happen. I addressed them again, clearing my throat so their war chants could die down. "My great people, let it not be said of us that we are partial or even have them say we didn’t give them a fair fight. So in that regard, a message has been sent to the so-called Werewolf King. He is being given 24 hours to come save his dearest beloved. But if he doesn’t show up, we shall sacrifice her with his pups, then go to them. Fair, right?" "Fair!" they responded, as they resumed their happy chants.

I mumble a low and soft 'sorry' after not hearing replies from my Mom. Mom just shrugs it off and she tries to invite me again with no avail. I just lower my face and apologize sincerely. Having my pack around me is the most suffocating thing in my life. They only know how to talk about other werewolves weaker and lower than them - and that's me.

Chapter 63 Karien’s Pov “Do you have any idea what you are blabbering about? You want us to protect our enemy, the vampire’s enemy. Have you lost your mind?” the guy next to Brandon jumped in anger and shout. His reaction was acceptable. Werewolves were the biggest enemies of Vampires. No clan would accept my proposal but I knew exactly what would make them agree. I took out the blank check from my suit pocket and signed it. Placing the check on the table, I said, “ I know what I am doing. Now you guys decide what you wanna do. Fill the blank with your price or die. It’s your choice.”

Here is what happened last time on The Werewolf's Superiority I smell a storm coming. I warn everyone, but no one believes me. Dr. Addison hesitantly believes me, and we start packing her stuff away. I carry all her stuff down the hill a few times. The storm hits, and it is a big storm. I pick her on my back down the hill and see two other people in need. I run back into the downpour to save the other two. As we start eating, everyone wants to celebrate what I did to rescue the people from certain death. Dr. Addison and I are sitting at the same table.

Billy was shaking with anticipation as the screen popped to life. The ad had us all staring in shock. It was directed to werewolves. 'Werewolves, need protection from the new spells that are out there? Tired of having the skin melted off your pack? Invest now in these protection spells. Need only be drunk by your pack once a day. Each protection spell sold separately, buy today.'

She then opens her eyes and looks at us one after the other. "Today, you all will become full fleshed werewolves because your wolves will be activated. Everything about you will change. Your speed will quadruple, eyesight will be a lot better in the dark, hearing senses will be heightened and your healing ability will be awaked as well …but, the wolf side also comes with hunger and you will have to hunt. You all will be taught how to go about that. Life doesn't get easy after this. Living as a full fleshed werewolf comes with its challenges and you will have to face them one way or the other. The wolves of the Crystal moon pack are not weak, nor are they troublesome, so you all are reminded

Blood spills into my mouth, coating my tongue. I hold still, not putting up a fight. “Evening.” “We haven’t heard from you in a few days.” He growls in my ear. They usually send a different one every single time. This one is hairy and his breath reeks of cheetos and cigarettes. I huff. “I was planning to send a message through Mitch.” Dealing with underground werewolf gangs isn’t fun business. They’re all a bunch of entitled jackasses, making demands and expecting results within set deadlines.

he whispered, his voice laced with admiration. The moon's gentle light danced across the forest floor, beckoning us to embark on a new adventure. Lucian's suggestion of a hunt sparked a playful glimmer in his eyes, one that mirrored the challenge he threw my way. It was an opportunity for me to further hone my skills and embrace the primal instincts that were an integral part of our werewolf nature.