The Werewolf's Human Mate

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kward slowly and then with a sudden turn, attempted to make a run for it but she stumbled and fell to the ground. She was panting heavily and her eyes were so

ssessing her. It looked like it was performing some kind of ritual. The werewolf was huge with black brown fur and from the light com

pidly as her heart beat fear

he girl gasp. The werewolf let out a loud howl that shook the earth to the grasses on the field. In a burst of panic, the girl crawled hurriedly away from t

it on before she goes to sleep at night. She liked to sleep with the light off but with the constant nightmares she kept having, she should probably keep it on. The dreams had started since she came

with her and they settled down. But she was no longer a baby as her mother had said. She was 16 now and should be ready for the next great adventure. Kayla di

d checked the time. It was 6:30am. She plopped herself up on her pillow

ole place was flooded with bright white light. Kayla shielded her eyes as the sudden brightness hurt her eyes. She stood in front of the sink and peered into the mirror. Her blond hair was still stuck in sweaty patches to her forehead, just like in her dream. Sh

at she was pretty but she was not a happy person. She wasn't depressed or anything. She just wasn't particularly happy or smiley like one would expect a pretty girl to be. She was what people would refer to as a stuck up b

ew minutes to 7:00am. She knew her mom would be up already. Mitchel was always the first to get up in t

before she could see her. She did her a lot; just stood behind her mother and watched her. She li

gs already on the table. Mitchel wore a long blue kimono on her black gown. Her red hair looked even redder under the light of the kitchen. She wasn't wearing an apron,