THE BLOOD OF A WEREWOLF

s of the creature were terrifying, and she didn't want to be caught in its path. As she hurried through the forest, she heard the howl

obscured by the shadows. Mary tried to scream, but no sound came out. The figure stepped forward, and Mary gasped as she realized it was a werewolf. The creature towered ove

, with dark hair and a strong jaw. He looked at her with concern, as if he had seen the fear in her eyes. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice deep and rich. Mary s

trees swayed in the wind and the way the shadows danced across the ground that felt magical to her. One day, while e

he sunlight. As she approached the fountain, she noticed something she hadn't see

aren't they?" She turned to see a man standing behind her, his eyes as blue as the sky above them. "

sons. But they've never been as beautiful as they are today." Mary felt a w

n began to set, the man said, "I must be getting home. It's been a pleasure to meet you, Mary." Mary felt a sadness wash over her, not wanting the day to end. "Please,

o the man, who was still beside her. "Where am I?" she asked. "You're at the manor house," he said, his voice calm and reassuring. "You must have taken the wrong

mile grew even wider. "So you've heard of me?" he asked. "I didn't realize I was so well-known." Mary nodded, remembering the stories she had heard of Daniel Monnier,

go on," she said. Daniel took a deep breath and began. "It all started many years ago, when I was a young boy. My father was a wealthy

e I went. It became a sort of good luck charm, and it seemed like nothing bad ever happened when I had it with me. But one day, when I was playing in the woods near our house, I lost the figurine. I

e. I was frozen in place. The wolf looked at me and spoke. 'Do not fear me,' it said. 'I am not here to harm you. I am here to guide you.' I was terrified,