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Fangs And Fur: A Werewolf Story.

Fangs And Fur: A Werewolf Story.

Author: Dud_Writes
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Chapter 1 Katherine

Word Count: 1183    |    Released on: 24/05/2024

coffeeshop. The shop was filled with a blend of people, from nine-to-fivers on their laptops to h

shop was reduced to a low murmuring as the customers turned their attention to the man. His stance was intimidating. He isn't e

ing for an invitation. She watched him as he pla

ine?" His English was thick with a Russian accent, bu

. You should forget me and move on. The thi

ow I feel for you, my dear Kat."

ring how those fingers had felt on her body, the lines of passion they'd drawn on the mo

id tremulously "happened months ago, a

e and withdrew his hand. "You're really going to throw aw

im long enough to know that he hated being confronted and she'd done just that b

ed like he would like nothing more than to smack her across the face, then just

ck to her. "If I were you, I wouldn't feel too safe. "The days ahead will be full of terrors, and you wouldn't

e took a shaky breath and closed her eyes, then patted the growing bulge of her stomach. She knew what he expected h

months ago, badge flashing, pistol in his belt. He only started to tolerate the man after he had thrown his weight around that day and ordered a

literally swaying on his stool and his eyes were half closed. What could

Mike yelled and slammed hi

u to head home to your daughter." Clyde said

Mike wagged a shaky finger

of here with your collar." He threatened the policeman "Yo

ouple of ten-dollar bills from his pocket and slammed it on the bar, way too much money

a little bit as he looked around in search of his POLICE CAR. Sighting it a couple of yards to the left, h

few steps, he walked towards the figure and realised within about a metre of his car that the figure was no ghost, only a white-

d. "What do you

In fact, the man's accent was heavy, like English wasn't his natural tongue. If Mike was sober enough he would have be

eated "Do you

e pocket of his lab coat and pointed it at Mike "This will

ked in as he tried to retrieve his pistol from his belt. He was still s

e's last thoughts before a dart made contact with his neck and his body wa

twisted and turned on the cold, hard ground until his body went still. Mike felt himself let go of all consci

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