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Layla wears an off-the-shoulder top so her neck is fully exposed. A wet tongue takes a walk around her neck. The feeling of itching and cold makes the hair on their body straighten. Puffy breathing combined with sharp teeth at no time did not remind her that she was being crushed by a wild beast on the ground. If this world doesn't exist werewolves, this is definitely a scene from a horror movie. Species girl the weak man is preparing to be eaten alive by the wild beast.

Clara pointed out. "Course he is, the Alpha that bit him probably did it as a last resort that's why he isn't sired to him, Jason's a lone wolf" Joseph calmed down and got another beer. "A lone wolf? You didn't teach me about those, you said Werewolves always travel in packs" Clara said confused. "They're very rare! Very rare, lone wolves are a type of Werewolf bound by no one, they have complete freedom and complete control, not to mention their strength it rivals some alphas" Joseph explained.

In any movies, she should look at me suspiciously and started to fire question about my recent action about the mention of the werewolves, but she straight me to the point. "They're... real. We are real." I quickly pushed her hand and drift away from her, I shook my head side ways. "What are you telling me?! You're not helping at all!" "I am not helping you, I am informing you the secret that your parents never wanted you to know." "W-What?! Parents, secrets?! What are you informing me in the middle of my confusion?! Damn, this is all just some crap, or play! Werewolves, don't exist—"

As soon as they arrived, they met five hefty beings, three being werewolves and the other two being magnificent trolls (the imperial force) Among the imperial forces are Claus (700 years old werewolf, head of the imperial forces) Hinge (650 years old werewolf) Jace ( 600 years old werewolf) Toddler (600 years old troll) Greg (600 years old troll) Werewolves, have heightened sense of smell, like trolls, sphinxes, elves and vampires, they have the ability to sense beings from distance, they also have the ability to heal very fast, shape shift, and also have superhuman agility, while trolls posses magic, they also have superhuman agility like werewolves, vampires, sphinxes, elves and other crea

Amaira "Despite deciding to maintain peace, the werewolves killed Shlok and attacked Agastya. Maybe that's why this is happening." Vishal "I don't want war, but now I can't do anything." Amaira "Vishal, I also found out one more thing." Vishal "What?" Amaira "The werewolves, who are born on a pink moon night, are special. They are as strong as the born vampires." Vishal "That I know."

Her call is an echo on the wind, a summons to battle that cannot be ignored. Beside her appears a pair of wolves, Aoron and Eta. They connect with the werewolves, seeking compatible partners amidst the pack. Together, they unleash a powerful howl and charge towards the Drider. They attack from all directions, their claws and teeth deadly weapons that tear and rend. Gradually, they manage to break all the Drider's legs, incapacitating it.

Unfortunately, It's apparent that during my summer vacation, I will live in the very place that has impacted my life more than words could fathom alone. The dream... the reality of what occurred one fateful night many years ago is bound to become a reality again, but there is nothing I can do besides cross my fingers and hope for the best. Hoping that night was really a dream, after all. The night where it all began. The night when I was attacked by a monster... The night I was attacked by a man shifting werewolf. With my legs snuggled against my chest and arms wrapped around them securely, I yawn for a bit then tilt my body closer to the window, wincing at the slight pinch of pain that pull

They transform into wolves and disappear into the darkness. Jason is terrified, his heart is pounding and he is breathing heavily. He can hear the growling of the wolves all around him. He frantically points the crossbow in different directions. The sweat is dripping down his forehead as he waits for a wolf to attack. Suddenly a werewolf appears out of the shadows and lunges at him, Jason fires his crossbow, the arrow hits the werewolf in the shoulder. The monster roars out loud and swipes its claws at Jason, hitting him across the chest. The blow sends him flying to the ground with multiple gashes across his chest he clenches his teeth in pain. Jason rushes to reload his crossbow with anoth

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.”

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.