My Deranged Werewolf's Love
Yes, I manage to ease off a bit but every time I heard their soft moans and growls, my brain could imagine how the battle is going.
And the thought of imagining things is worse than looking at them fighting because of me. An eighteen years old man with a serious brain issue is fighting against two because he hated the idea when someone wants to be her boyfriend.
"We're werewolves, honey, not monsters. Half human and half wolf." says defensively the woman next to me. "And, truth be told, humans are more monstrous than us. Keep that in mind."
Because my heart and brain could not make it to the finish line, I remove the woman's grip by force and run as fast as I can even without considering whe
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