My sweet husband is a werewolf

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om human to werewolf and back again, each time with greater ease and control. I wa

d forth, his eyes fixed on some unseen horizon. His senses seemed to be on high al

imal instincts. But I had never seen him like this before. He was drive

e woods, his werewolf form bounding through the trees with e

a force of nature, a creature of raw power and strength. I felt a sense of

to lean in, their branches tangling together above our heads. The under

rmination, his eyes fixed on some unseen goal. I f

ing to stretch on forever. But eventually, Max s

of a clearing. In the center of the clearing was a small lake

he lake, his eyes fixed on the water. I followed

is eyes seemed to gleam in the moonlight, and I felt a sense of c

into the lake, his werewolf form rippling the water as he sw

ild. He was a part of the forest, a part of the lake, and a part of the moon. And I wa