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Bright eyes always held a twinkle of mischief in them. “What do you want to watch?” I asked, trying to unveil his plan. “Underworld? A Werewolf in London? The Howling?” “I’m sensing a theme.” Gunnar’s motive seemed transparent. Jump scares would lead to cuddling, and I wasn’t ready to move beyond friendship. “How about we stick to Marvel? I’ve never watched them all chronologically.” “That’s thirty-four guaranteed dates! Hell, yeah.” His excitement made me smile. I queued up Captain America: The First Avenger. “Ghost is going to be so pissed.” He laughed to himself.

Her piercing green eyes questioned me silently from under her furrowed brows. “Werewolves are -” “I know about werewolves but they should only exist in stories and movies, not here!” She exclaimed. “Really, you have movies about us? That’s cool!” “That’s all you heard, like seriously?” “If you know about werewolves then you probably know that our wolves can fight a small amount of silver. Although it burns, we just need some time to recover.” “But that wasn’t a small amount of silver. That vampire said that it’s gonna be lethal then how -”

At the same time, Henry straightened his seat to look at Louis' screen. Henry's eyes widened in surprise when he saw that Louis' screen was displaying himself. Henry's picture was displayed below the news headline on Wolf TV. It was one of the TV channels only werewolves in Siberia could access. Henry was confused. He scrolled through Louis' phone screen to read the news about him. "Henry, a handsome werewolf who is loved by women?" asked Henry as he read the headline on Wolf TV. Louis immediately smiled broadly. He patted Henry on the shoulder with a satisfied chuckle.

Wait, how on earth would Dunstan know about the werewolves, considering that our identity is hidden in the modern world? My hand was shaking as I aimed the cursor at a video clip that accompanied the document. With trembling fingers, I clicked play, hoping to find some answers. As the video unfolded, I cupped my mouth, trying to suppress my sudden sob of shock and disbelief. The video revealed a secret underground laboratory where scientists were conducting experiments on werewolves, extracting their DNA for medical purposes. The footage showed the werewolves in cages, their eyes filled with fear and pain. Then I remembered what Olga had said back in the hospital. It was about the identity o

“Sydney, there’s something I need to tell you. I’m not exactly... human.” "Okay, my turn to pick the movie," Sydney said, scrolling through a streaming app. "Oh! This one is trending. Midnight Howl. It’s supposed to be a total jump-scare fest." Liam’s heart did a nervous flip. "A werewolf movie? You sure? I thought you liked rom-coms." "I do, but I like trashing bad horror movies even more," she joked, clicking play. Sydney scrunched her nose. “Why do they always make werewolves so ugly?”

"Relax, it's just herbs to ward off the cold. The temperature dropped last night, and my throat's been scratchy." She still looked doubtful, so I quickly shifted the subject. "You barged in here in a panic. What's going on?" Lily smacked her forehead, suddenly reminded of whatever had sent her rushing over. She launched into a frantic explanation. Apparently, Ryan had taken Eleanor to the Royal Theater today to see a play. The story followed a werewolf princess forced into a political marriage with another pack, enduring hardship for the sake of her pack. It became a tragic legend in werewolf history.

Leslie groaned awake as Tara and Zak dragged a table across the shattered window and braced it with chairs. “Tom? You can’t be out of bed,” Leslie said, pushing up on her elbows. “Jakey, what’s happening? What are those animals?” “Werewolves,” Jake said, eyes not leaving the hall. “They’re real.” Tara peeled a slat of the front blinds. “They’re everywhere,” she whispered. “Sniffing. Hunting.” Zak joined her, jaw tight. “Can we make the car?” She checked—froze. “They’re ripping the W.R.X. to pieces.”

"No, Del, you know what you're going to do is very wrong." "Delaphine," Junior again called her. "I'm coming, give me a sec," Delaphine told him. "You don't have to come, Delaphine," said to me. "Werewolves can kill you," I tried to talk her out of going. "Werewolves don't normally come out during the day time there mostly out during the night," she told me. Werewolves truly did mostly come out at night to hunt us. During the daytime, it seems they rested saving their energy for the night.

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

He scrolls through the list of movies, asking me which one I would like to watch. But I’m clueless on what any of these are, having not seen any recent releases in the past 6 months. Back to my life in the apartment I lived in before I found out about the werewolf world, I used to spend my day watching show after show in-between exercising and visiting the top floor bar. Now I don’t recognise any films, any of these shows. “That one…” I point to one that had an actress I am somewhat familiar with. “Really?” He muffles his moan but not good enough as he sinks further into the bed.