My Forbidden Love: Witch x Werewolf

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as to lay hands on a witch, let alone kidnap one, but this wolf was doin

each step he took, everything became darker and more shadowy under the tree canopies, each step taking me further away from my aunt and her carriage. We

o hit him, but no matter how much I contin

mped off his back, I'd seriously hurt myself, but we were getting further and further

oo late; I had already rolled off his back and fallen onto the soft grass and sand. The impact

was flared, and his dangerous canines were grinding against each other, the mu

of the Great Mage, this wolf was simply majestic: large, black, as if he were an Alpha of his p

held high. He snorted as if laughing at my warnings and swung around o

s a reckles

was a useless witch. The rain was so heavy that thick drops of water fell from the tree branches, making the ground slippery and wet. I had to act qui

obably lost, but I wasn't going to let the wolf catch me; I was determined to get as far away from him as possible. But everything

d no longer raining. I was lying in

a smell of food being prepared in the air; I scanned the place with my eyes and real

his cynical and sharp look, certainly, this was the most intriguing man I had ever met in my life. He was approaching with a mug containing a hot drink. "Go

ny chance?" I asked, feeling how

slight air of boredom while speaking. I bit my lips, considering whether I should accept his food, but hunger and thirst were

he space, "So it's really true that werewolves live

arp tongue for a witch. Learned that from your arrogant

th certainty. After all, why would Aunt Mag lose sight of me now when she

eally think witches would have the courage to ente

ry, seeing his expression darken. "What do you intend to do, werewolf? Why did you

nt most is for you to stop flooding me with

was starting to mock him, but he stopped

ds were sharp and harsh, his eyes even glowed with a dangerous red for a moment; I realized