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Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly. Burhan came over and helped his adoptive father in one shot. At that time Burhan's expression looked so shocked by Hugo's change. The type of wolf-shifter that Hugo has is so different from other wolf-shifter. The size of the red wolf's body is also larger than most wolf-shifter. On the forehead of the red wolf, a star in a circle was drawn. When Hugo growled, his mouth and muzzle dripped with disgusting saliva, like the image of a werewolf version of the human belief, which in Indonesia is called Aul. Burhan gulped his own saliva as he stared into the red eyes of the Cursed. “What is that creature?” Burha

that could be their weapon, power to dominate. “That is what other werewolves believe,” he threw light on me when he said that, of course, like humans, we have different beliefs. But, for a werewolf to say this, for the creature who killed my mother to say this? “I don’t know what you’re getting at but I loathe your kind,” I calmly said. “Too fearless of you to say that.” He calmly stepped back. My eyes widened when he shifted into a werewolf, his eyes remained the same but he became huge and his fur is a mix of grey and silver which I haven’t seen before. Due to my instinct, even without weapons, I used my fighting stance in case he attacks.

Politics to suck others' blood for their satisfaction, their greed. I came to know it later but at least I and satisfied I got to know about my parent's illegal way to achieve whatever they want. "Also, once Dad had told that werewolves have something important to vampires, what was that????...mnnnnn...yes, a something like potion or drink... Yea., a potion. I am damn sure they are after the potion. Only if I know what is their next move, I would go for their end." A girl who only had a baby face turned into a tough she-wolf.

I’m oblivious to how frozen everyone in the class are, especially the twins. She begins, “Werewolves live amongst us. Werewolves are legendary creatures. They appear in folklore, mythology, and modern popular culture. A werewolf is a human with the capability to shape-shift into a wolf or a wolf-like creature; the conditions for this transformation vary. Most commonly, the full moon is the catalyst. Werewolves symbolize the struggle between human intellect and animals, as they are powerful and dangerous creatures driven by instinct.”

She cried helplessly as the shape of her bones began to change, her rib cage swelled and the bones of her legs began to arch, sharp fangs filled her mouth until she lost the ability to close it, with a sudden enlargement of her nostrils, and she began to transform. Appearing in another way. Half werewolf that it is. What you wanted from the start, that power you didn't get enough of, came at the right time. As soon as the change was complete, she lifted her head and held her chest high, and what happened after that was a strong snarl from her depths. Aleister and Kanai couldn't control the widening of their eyes, it was solemn. Aleister had never seen a werewolf of this size before, and with

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.

The corners of his eyes still crinkled with mirth, but it was evident that he was starting to see the logic behind my seemingly outrageous plan. Seeing Peter laugh at my joke, I couldn't help but join in. On the surface, it appeared I was just poking fun at myself, but deep down, I was being entirely serious. Ever since the last resurrection ritual, nearly all my werewolf powers had been drained, and as a result, my form had undergone a transformation—I had indeed become a small wolf dog, petite and with a coat of pure white fur. This change initially filled me with insecurity; after all, I used to be a strong, imposing white wolf, and now I had turned into something so “adorable.”

Others believed that the time had come to end the cycle of violence and forge a new path for their races. Amidst the heated exchanges, the Beta stood tall, his voice steady and commanding. He eloquently laid out his vision for a future where werewolves and vampires coexisted in harmony. He appealed to their shared heritage, emphasizing the need to break the chains of animosity that had bound them for generations. Slowly but surely, he began to sway the council members to his side.

He was silent for a full minute. "Whoever your biological parents were, Mum and Dad are still your family. They love you as much as they love me. We can find out your parents' information later, I promise. There's something else I want you to know right now." His brown stared at me expectantly, while part of my brain has processing the information that just came out of his mouth He looked at me fixedly with his brows furrowed "Cara, I'm a Werewolf."

The distant hooting of an owl echoed through the forest, its call a haunting melody that reverberated through my newly heightened ears. And then, the transformation reached its climax. My skin erupted in a cascade of fur, dark and sleek, the embodiment of my inner beast. Claws extended from my fingertips, sharp and lethal, and my teeth grew long and sharp within my expanding jaw. My once-human eyes transformed into vivid pools of amber, brimming with untamed ferocity. My werewolf form gracefully maneuvered through the dense forest, my mind echoed with the words of Wolfrick, the mysterious figure whose voice had reached me through the shattered TV screen. He had mentioned being in Altona Sout