Sonic The Werehog And Amy The Werehog Mga Nobela at Kwento

" Amy is so confused that she can hardly hear the outside voice. She knew that Max was comforting her, but she couldn't hear a word. Max doesn't comfort people. The only thing he can do now is to hold her and give her a sense of security. Amy cried for a long time before finally leaving Max's arms: "Max Brother, I'm going to see Shane." Max nodded and stroked her face: "I'll arrange it for you." He took a worried look at Amy with his mobile phone and left the ward. Although it is a little late, Max still calls Wills Waltson. Wills Waltson knew that Max would call at this time, which must be important, so he left the room quietly to answer. "Wills, Amy has a difficult problem."

I've never felt such a strong aura before. “MATE! He is our mate, Amaryllis!" my wolf yelled, breaking our eye contact. "Wait, what?" my legs began to weaken, "mate?" “Yes. He's the better half of us!"

We took off running towards the border. When we arrived, there were at least twenty rogues and ten of us. They were in wolf form. I shifted. Even though I had no idea what I was doing, I was going to try to help the best way I could. A rogue charged at me. I dodged it, and it ran into the tree behind me. I then lunged at and sank my teeth into its neck. The warm blood ran into my mouth. I jerked my head back and forth and ripped out its throat. Then another one was on top of me. He hit me so hard that I blacked out. As I was blacking out, I could see Wayne fighting, and he then turned to where I was and yelled.

Her eyes were fixed on the undead. "She's too strong. I don't even know what I can do..." [Erinyes is going to use Dark Jig] [Protect yourself] "Dark Jig? I haven't read its description yet." Amy's knees were about to collapse from a lack of blood and stamina. As her vision became blurry, she began to lose her balance. "KIKIKI" With Erinyes uttering that one sound she knew, the two minions floating by her side widened their eyes wide and shot out black beams.

From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a small knife laying on a table nearby. The blood oozing from its blade indicating it had just cut into somebody’s skin. My head immediately whipped to Ava, who averted her eyes from me as soon as the realization struck me to the core. I darted towards her, my jaw clenching tightly as I stared down at the single word engraved on her back. “Whore,” Amy whispered, and there’s only one person I know is vile enough to do something like this. “That sick, twisted bitch,” Amy cursed, her own wrath flashing in her brown eyes as she moved like she was about to shift into her wolf.

Cry, tears of joy and be happy because he finally had the chance to get close to her. Amy walked to her class and saw Emma. "Oh there she is" she heard someone said. It was a glimpse that they've been talking about her. "What happened?" Amy frowned. "Did you see the news? The cops have uncovered that there are werewolves in the city" "Werewolves? Is that a thing?" She asked and scoffed. "Be careful Amy because they are coming after you" one of her classmates said jokingly, waking her hand in the air like a ghost. Everyone bursted into laughter, including Amy. She had no idea that the joke was the truth.

Amy was behind the wheel. “Yeah yeah yeah,” BC groaned as he unfastened his jeans. “At least I'm alive.” Amy joined the duo looking at the valley. “Shit, now I miss home.” Amy was married to a human and had a life in Texas. She had been asked to join the pack in Kentucky to set up the security around the house the pack was renting.

It sounded bad, so I did exactly what she instructed. “Why the fuck don’t you look at your phone anymore?” Amy answered angrily, the sound of music in the club still playing even though it had to be 2am on that side of the world. “Sorry, Amz,” I said guiltily. “I could have been eaten by a were-lion or something, and you wouldn’t even know,” she grumbled and I bit back a laugh. “Were-lions don’t exist,” I replied with a chuckle only to have her snort back in response.

She smiles at me before saying, “Hi, my name is Amy; this is my first day” I look at Grayson, “I thought you didn't have a pup, uncle Grayson.” Amy looks at me. She is trying not to cry; Grayson cuddles her, “Rogues killed Amy’s family Layla, Emily, and I are her new parents.” I feel so bad, and I know what it feels like not to have my real mum looking after me, “Come with me, Amy. I will look after you.”

I nodded slowly. “That’s… that’s the rogue alpha,” Amy said, her voice trembling. I frowned, confused. “Rogue alpha?” I repeated. Amy’s eyes darted around the room, as if she was afraid someone might overhear us. She leaned closer, lowering her voice to a whisper. “It’s… it’s a werewolf,” she said.