Novel & Cerita Wednesday Addams Werewolf Roommate

“I can’t say for sure about Yvette, but I’ll tell you about the first time I met your mother—Meredith. It’ll take a while, so I hope you’ll be patient with me.” It started back when I was seventeen and a member of a small pack of werewolves whose members consisted of orphans. Being just a small pack with only less than thirty members, we had to do everything we could to survive. Our packhouse was located in the middle of the forest near a big city. Even though it was small, we were happy to finally belong somewhere. It was a place where we could be our true selves without other people interfering with our business. But one day when I arrived home, everything was in shambles. The front door w

I’m afraid of Aida, damn it! -- “Oh, you’re toast. The big bad wolf is furious.” Rem welcomed me with a smug grin; his fangs gleamed under the lights. “Just wish I won't survive, or I would pull out your fangs!” I answered without even looking at him. I could hear his laughter all the way from the bar to the staffroom, but I couldn’t be bothered. Werewolves and vampires are always fighting, somehow, but I still find them more bearable than witches. At least, they openly admit being assholes, which mostly they are, unlike those witches who are always on their high horses. It’s infuriating.

The apartment was modest but clean, with large windows that would let in plenty of moonlight – something my wolf appreciated, even in its current subdued state. "So..." Freya began, helping me with one of my boxes. "Werewolf roommate?" I tensed, fingers tightening on the box I held. My wolf stirred anxiously, remembering the whispers and stares after Grant's rejection. "Is that a problem?" "Only if you shed on the furniture," Freya deadpanned, then broke into a grin. The unexpected response startled a laugh out of me, the first genuine one in weeks. "I'll try to control myself during full moons."

Talking stresses me, and she was making me talk too much. "Call home if you are in trouble. Everyone there would risk their lives running over to help you." That seemed to make her smile. And I pinched her cheek, which made her glare at me and swatted my hand away. I got up and walked to the door, before I halted suddenly. "I'm a wolf, Addie." There was a short pause from her before she answered. "So?" 'Unlike you, I have gotten my wolf and I can smell when there is someone else in the room with us. Especially in a small room like this.' I said into her head.

I just finished bathing; I wiggled the water from my hair, with the towel, and I tie, it around my head; the will dry off; after sometime. Today; I had only one class; the rest of the class; has been cancelled; the Dean, in his voice, feels, it will be safe, for student to go back to their dorm and rest up for the day; and I, really need that; I haven't been in school for a week; yet, I have just encountered; a girl, almost killing another girl; and she might; actually be a werewolf; which is actually worse; i do not think; werewolves; are our friends; can a Werewolf and a human, ever become friends?, What if the one in question; happens to be a man?...

It was rare that any werewolves got sick. There were rare times we got food poisoning, cancer, and there were genetic disorders that we could be afflicted with. But just getting sick was rare. I wonder if I got food poisoning somehow. I was relaxing in the bedroom, reading a book, when Adrian finally came home. I still hadn't eaten dinner. I had decided that if I felt better, I would eat when Adrian got back. I was still feeling sick to my stomach and didn't know if I would want to eat. I looked up as he came into the room, looking tired and worn out. Whatever had happened in the two meetings he had this afternoon seemed to have been quite draining.

I asked. It was clearly daytime, I knew it couldn’t be so. But I knew that smell. A vampire once saved me from drowning when I was partying with friends. I got caught in a current and it carried me too far out into the ocean. I never did get to thank him, but even his kindness was not enough for me to trust them. There’s no way in hell you can trust someone who needs your blood to live. “Oh, my roommate is a hybrid, half wolf he’s cool. His wife is a she-wolf,” he said, as if it was nothing.

I shot up and chuckled awkwardly, "It's nothing. Really. I'm just being paranoid, I guess." Her forehead was still wrinkled with distress. She wasn't buying my excuse. I waved my hand in the air and rushed out the words, "I'm serious. It's just...new place, new people, you know..." She wasn't convinced at all. Squeezing my shoulder, Addy said firmly, "If you ever witness something out of the ordinary, you must not keep it to yourself, okay? You can share anything with me." And then let out a fake chuckle, "I mean, if you'll come and say that hey, Addy, I just saw a werewolf or a vampire outside. I would believe you. I won't think you are paranoid."

We moved here just a year ago and I have been with Maddie ever since. There are a couple of red flags in this town and the worst of them all is the mutts—yes you heard right. Fucking werewolves. We didn't know when we came here that they would be in this town so you can imagine the surprise we had when we found out. I even have a couple of them in my class. The worst one of them all is Beau. Beau Foxly is the most annoying person I have ever met. The most popular but still annoying. He thinks the world revolves around him and the way people act around him is repulsive. I just wish he could disappear from existence. ''I'll be back soon'' I walk out of the car and into the house and Milani Cra

"Oh, and the fourth roommate shows up tomorrow. Theo. He’s a vampire and a quiet guy, keeps to himself." He disappeared into his room. I shut my door and ate three cookies standing up. They were good. Really good. The day dragged on. I organized my room, tried to read, gave up and took a shower then changed into sleep clothes, an old sleeveless nightdress. Pizza showed up around eight. I stayed in my room and heard Jax and Luca talking through the wall. I couldn't make out words, just voices. My wolf stirred. She wanted to go out there. "No," I said firmly. She huffed and settled.