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Wren closed the door behind them. “Alright, Randy, snap out of it. What can we do about this thing?” Wren asked. “As far as I’m concerned, it needs to be destroyed. It is like any other wild animal that loses its fear of humans and becomes dependent on them. That thing could rip into this house like it is made of cardboard.”

I reply as I force the doors open and look for my moms car She laughs at this which causes goosebumps to rake over my skin. I feel her lean in next to my ear making my heart run a marathon. "One, you just get irritated easily," she says making me roll my eyes "And two, you're not like everyone else" she finishes before walking off leaving me shocked and confused as well as a little frustrated I don't trust her. She's bad news. Who knows what she's up to. - I just finished my homework only to suddenly remember that I have a project with the devil that is due in three days.

I whisper hoarsely, my voice barely a breath against the overwhelming silence. The forest seems to close in on me, the once-comforting darkness now a suffocating void. I look up, hoping to see the familiar faces of my family, but instead, a low, menacing growl emerges from the depths of the woods. My heart pounds in my chest as a figure begins to materialize through the gloom. A large, black wolf steps into view, its eyes glowing a haunting blue. Its coat is sleek and glossy, a stark contrast against the dark backdrop of the woods. A white diamond-shaped tattoo gleams on its forehead, catching the faint light and casting eerie shadows.

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.

’ — my mind was covered with the knowledge of every thing regarding savage beasts. “Just what is this?” It was too amazing to be real. I touched another book that said, “Savage Beasts and the Phantom Dynasty.” A second later, the same thing happened. And despite the fact that I took in these knowledge in split-seconds, my mind was not perturbed in the least. ‘Incredible!’

“What the bloody hell is that?” I moved away from Ryker, my eyes were solely fixated on the book. Wiping away the shattered glasses, I did not care if it would hurt me. Once it was clean, I read the book to Ryker. “It is the Book of The Damned.” All I wanted was to get a hold of that book and satisfy my curiosity but when I did, I could feel the power surging from the book, my hands were painfully attached to it. Then the book opened, forcing my palm to hold it up the pages started to flip rapidly. So many images flashed through my mind but none of which I recalled. The book slammed shut and I blinked. I turned to Ryker and swallowed before finding my voice to speak, “Did you see that?”

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I once told Mom I wanted to be a wolf in fact "Wolves are wild. Why would you want a wild animal or want to be one?" Mom would ask in her amazement "Because I love them" "I bet you'll run if one appears to you" she retorted and I didn't know what to say to that. I painted many pictures of wolves of different kinds, walruses, foxes, and leopards in my book. It was my daily ritual Enough of my pets. Let's talk about my household and environment

She said. A book almost instantly appeared in front of her. While she took it into her hands, she read out the title of the book. "Fatal attraction..." The book was about a magical world of animals. If animals gained enough magical power, they would gain the ability to take on a human form. However, their human form would still retain traces of their real form. The story focused on the world of wolves. There was little mention about humans. They only appeared when animals raided and attacked villages for food and fun.

Fingernails grew and sharpened before Her eyes And for maybe Not quite the first time She felt alive The strange symptoms Of her youth The pawprints in the Yard, the lust for Jack London, the undercooked meat Calling the moon by her Boyfriend's name When her phone was ringing With his number lighting up the screen Calling her boyfriend The moon And thinking about sinking her Teeth into him The people who loved her Pushing for a lock up Questioning her sanity The people who loved her Trying to understand It was all so Unsettling, it was all so Mindbending how much louder the Wild called to her And how it knew her name Without any introductions And naturally her instincts Took over And superna