Shiro Keith Novels & Stories

“If you’re not humans then what are you?” “We,” Greyson said, “are...” “Werewolves,” Kirstie announced, ignoring the glare she received from Greyson. “We are werewolf shifters.” “Shut the fuck up, Kirstie,” Greyson snapped and looked at Indianna’s blank expression. “That book earlier...” “Wasn’t fiction.” He waited for Indianna’s reaction but she remained still, not saying anything. He could hear her heart beating and it was slowly getting faster. He looked into her eyes that were slowly filling with fear. “Shit, sugar, please stay calm.”

I ordered. “Under whose authorization?” One man asked. I had never seen these men before. Granted, there were alot of people that were still unfamiliar to me. I had yet to set a time for me to meet those who were living in this compound. I was lacking when it came to my social skills. “Are you blind?” Zeyana asks, “This is Sincere. The Shifter.” “These doors only open for Lana Whitmore.” I titled my head to the side, looking these men up and down.