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“She’s a werewolf hunter. Jones hired her to come after you and the rest of the pack.” I stopped, looking at him with shock. “Really?” I started laughing. “She has no idea what she’s getting into, does she?” Earl shook his head. “I think we need to take this one seriously,” he said. “She’s the best out there. Took out Danny Elliot yesterday.” I was impressed. Danny Elliot was a bad wolf who took great pleasure in stealing as much money from humans as he could. There were rumors he would torture them a little if they were reluctant to “invest” in him.

It was painful to fight using her injured hand. "Big brother..." Josh called out. Somehow, his voice managed to drift into Asteria's ear. Yet, she didn't even look at them. Instead, her eyes had grown colder from its initial panic. By the time she slammed into a tree, Asteria had received another deep wound on her feet, barely managed to stand straight. Asteria didn't miss the disdain in the wolf's eyes. It was mocking her. Putting the clues together, it was clear that this was a werewolf in its wolf form.

He didn’t believe me, but he played along. Jackson is the first of us to get out of the car to confront the haggard werewolf. I have no idea how he survived the winter, but he looks dreadful. He lost a lot of weight, and he’s skeleton thin, his scraggly beard and dirty, greying hair just adding to the overall appearance of utter despair. It takes me all of a minute to get over my initial shock. Bismarck is no threat to us. “What are you doing here?” Jackson asks. “The order is to kill you on sight.”

What would make talkative Mickie so nervous that she lacks words? Finally, she turns the screen to us. It's a TMZ headline: "Wolf-man out in the wild! Fans claims the creature has a striking resemblance to popular actor, Leonardo Knight." Leonardo goes rigid, as he stares at the picture. Completely rigid, except a slight hardening of his jaw and fists. It's one thing to transform and undergo excruciating pain under a full moon. It's another to have a picture taken and published for the world to see.

My eyes flash dangerously and he sits down hesitantly, his gaze flickering to the security button that’s attached to the side of the desk. “No one’s coming to help. So if I were you, I’d cooperate. I’ll get to the point. As you probably guessed, I am a werewolf and I’m not Sebastian King, who is going to try to come to an agreement regarding the activation of those microchips. I’m here to tell you that that isn’t going to happen unless you’re ready to chip every single human as well.” I say, my voice now menacing low. “That is not your-”

He lifted my bra down exposing my nipples and he began to play with them. “We will surely enjoy tonight, we promise you won’t be able to walk for days after this.” he threaten to tell me and it made my eyes grew wide when the bald guy began to unzip his pants and exposed his erected dick before my face. I didn’t want it. But no matter how I tried to struggle, I just couldn’t break free and escape. I had been hoping for Wella to return and save me but I wonder what was taking her so long to come back. And for some unknown miracle that might have heard my prayers, all of us were shock when all of a sudden the bar’s music stopped as the nearest glass window next to our cubicle was shattered by

Between last night and that morning, he had discovered too many shocking truths that could make him lose his mind: Rico has been a werewolf all along and he was oblivious to that, their father didn’t die of old age as everyone thought – Rico killed him, and Rico’s friend – who appeared to be a normal human being before everyone -- was standing right before him as a werewolf. If not for the fact that Miller’s cell was locked and Rogers would need to go through the stress of looking for the keys to open his door, he would have pounced on him and probably taught him a lesson. But with a single look at Miller, he could tell how terrified he was at what he saw. Satisfied, “that would do for now,”

After a moment, he sighs and looks super guilty as he begins to speak to me again. "I have to kill your friend, Amber. There is no way around it. And it honestly has nothing to do with you...well, maybe a little bit to do with you...He outed werewolves...him and your father. They put the entire werewolf species in danger by having Thatcher shift on live television. They did it because of you...but the reason I have to kill him is because he did it.....Do you understand, little mouse," Lucian asks as my head begins to spin. Thatcher shifted on live television? He exposed all of werewolf kind to humans. But why?

“However, recent developments have ensured your safety. I’m now in a position of power and none of you will face danger from outside threats. I suppose it’s kind of like a promotion.” “Billy, what line of work is this?” his mother asked. Billy gave a humorless grin and continued. “As I came home from the movies that night, I was mugged. One of the men who attacked me changed into a vicious beast and bit me on my thigh. If it wasn’t for a couple of park rangers showing up on horseback, I would have been a meal that night. Instead, the monster passed his curse on to me. Mom, Dad, I’m a werewolf.”

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.