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Only animals will never care. "W-something happened to us...but..." my tears flowed from fear, shame, and nervousness. "I was set up Grandpa. The night before Christmas, Natalia drugged me with some aphrodisiac and I ended up sleeping with someone else. That's why whatever Elijah and I had was ruined. Grandpa, I'm sorry if I didn't say the whole truth is yours. I don't know how to do that without being judged." I told him I was crying. I feel shame and pain. If this is the normal world, I will be judged and even will fall victim to blaming. People are easy to judge even if they don't know the real story.

"N-no. I-I can't. I can't believe it. " "Look, Mystic... " "How can I? How can I believe it when I just witness my family been killed by a werewolf? How can I ever accept who I am? Hunter, even claws scares me now. It keeps reminding me of the scratch. Hunter, it scares me and anger me. I--"

Two weeks later. Preparing for work so late has never happened to me until today. I didn’t know when my alarm went off because of the dream I got lost in. It’s been over two weeks, yet the memories of what occurred at that sex club still torment me. Even in my dreams. Especially Shark. The huge, hot man who’s old enough to be my father. After I ran away from the club, I came straight home with a wet, quivering pussy. I couldn’t stop the throb, despite reading my favorite romance book again. I had to drop the book and focus on continuing to research my promotional project, Phoenix, but that seemed to be a bad decision.

But maybe one day we’ll get there. “We don’t really talk anymore”. I spoke. “Are you reading this on ᒎob????iβ.ᴄοᵐ? If not, you’ve been misled! This content was lifted from our site. Head over to ᒎob????iβ.ᴄοᵐ for genuine chapters, the latest updates, and exclusive releases.” “Things got weird real fast. They changed, she changed. Within weeks of being here my life turned upside down”. “I had no idea”. He frowned. “And I’m sorry things have been so tough for you. I bet finding out that you’re a werewolf didn’t help”.

A prop in his picture-perfect life. And now, I was here. Walking in the rain, with no particular destination. Drenched and disgraced. Dragging my child through storm and shame, with only a suitcase full of regret. Sophie stirred against me. “Mummy… my shoes are wet.” “I know, baby.” My voice cracked. “We will find a place soon.” It was a lie. I did not even have enough money for a cheap motel. I had twenty-three dollars and a half-eaten protein bar in my bag.

Amber I stepped back—fists up—and twisted my body—rear foot to the front—then swung a side whip kick. BANG! The cubicle door flew open. Laughter gasped and shrieked. I stepped out and there were five of them: malnourished Willows in half-chewed clothes, their overly smouldered eyes wide with reluctant surprise because they weren’t expecting my immediate response. Well, I, Amber Kratos, heir of the Blood Moon Pack, don’t rely on my pack for protection.

He said, reminding me of something that I wished I wouldn't be reminded of. Yes, there was a high tension in my body. One that has always been there ever since I began to practice how to achieve partial shifting. I learned too late that by learning to do that, I was drawing in more energy from the full moon than the rest of the werewolf clans since I was forcing my body to do the abnormal thing. Just as I found out too late that several Alohas had lost their lives while practicing to achieve partial shifting, too. But even though the tension was high, not once did my thought cross going over to Miss Kardashian to relieve me. "Now that you mention her name..." I let the rest of the words hang

Well, there isn't anything hot about this mess, so it's just a mess mess. I should be flattered and somewhat happy that I'm his wallpaper but embarrassed beyond anyone's comprehension is a better description. What makes it embarrassing is that it's the wallpaper, and anyone will be able to see it just by lighting up the screen. I don't want random strangers to know what I sort of do in my private life. When and how did he even take it without me knowing?

I mean, if I am going to lie, I might as well go all out. I took a deep breath and forced tears to form in my eyes. I clasp my hands together as if I was praying. "Our land is precious and we do not let the others know of our mythical place! Only those who are wise and worthy shall receive the blessing of our holy goddess Dairycream." I sniffed for dramatic effect and pretended to wipe nonexistent tears . "Alas, I, Princess Mississipi Bloom Shakalaka, ran away because I was curious of the outside world. Our world is locked in a magical tree with no news of the other kingdoms. I dressed up as a man and became her escort." I gestured at LADY Grace, who was now giving me a warning look when he

"You were standing in a room full of hungry wolves! But look at what a breathtaking job you did of holding your head high. That was an legendary performance, Lamia. We build those walls to protect our vulnerable hearts. But the real work is learning tools so your wolf doesn't feel like it has to stand guard constantly. Because the real you is far too precious to hide, and Clay Jasperfang knows that, even if your bruised soul doesn't see it yet." My mind is racing at a breakneck pace. The data Selene shared, the medical insight into my brain, the complete reframing of every single insecurity I have weaponized against myself my whole life—it is intoxicating, hopeful, and entirely overwhelming.