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Chapter 3 3. Isabella and the Werewolf

Word Count: 1836    |    Released on: 03/05/2022

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it beating on my fingertips. The late afternoon light lit the room with its orange glow, and it is soon partnered

or the trail would be cold, my apartment is large and busy. Too many faces come in and go that se

y houses that I have gone through over the years and it was a lot. I hav

you would

Large man with a plate filled with food. He’s in a new shirt but it’s thin enough th

single bro

him a h

e foot of my bed, now that he isn’t soaked in blood and clean I get to finally see his face. It was rugged still as he has b

’re willing to fe

. You’re free to leave

here I could die off a cliff or get lo

pishly. “I swear, I would get you

s causes the food to lodge in my throat and painfu

I truly need to fix how I see things. My mind has just been preoccupied with something else. He hands me the glass and I gra

een my legs. “Right, the being a werewolf thing.

intimidating way but more pensive. Shifting

y world at all but it would help if I

was making a supply run and I felt something as I was driving. It was my mistake that I stepped out and was attacked. I think some rogues did this, b

on my feet and tugging at his b

is hands grasping my wrist and

f what I’ve done. “Sorry” I t

the one who made a world-shattering revelation between the two of us. He takes a step back again as

an another species living on this planet” almost immediately I see my sister’s face. Her rage and hate. Her arms with marks that I re

laughter. Loud belly lau

I would have laughed too if I wasn’t so embarrasse

n. A werewolf man, while I’m tall than other girls my age or my colleagues, I’m still called frail by most of the people I know. My mother eve

g fit and almost immediately the bloom of bloodsta

a flesh wound but it’s still bleeding. I just stitched you together and…” my nose twitches. There is something strange in the scent

ed brows. He’s pale and his jaw is tigh

e sure to close the vessels and arteries. It doesn’t he

t he’s told obediently, but I sensed that he’s not used to taking orders with

cho

I made before and opened them. Almost immediately large clotted blood pours ou

on his sides as I notice hi

t paw awa

grimaces when I start f

t to do other than figure out what’s making him bleed

anly. His teeth turned into canines with his eyes flashing gold. I stand m

e flesh and sure enough, there are no nicked ve

ound go. Relaxing on the counter ag

ll close t

nhuman body would be able to replace what he lost in a matter of days or hours. I watch

inking, I could hear his bones popping and skin sewing itself together. I could h

d soft flesh. It was truly a human hand when seconds ago it was far from it. my disb

throat. “

e smell, but I…I’m not sure.

yself. Staring at his hand again and watching it twitch

res at his hand. “This? No

You are

r claws with something” hi

is Silver your k

gain, his thoug

“You’re the first werewolf I have seen. I don’t have

his laughter and coughing instead. “Yes, b

shelves again. “Then using human

e’re still

ing this. “Yes, sorr

ok for anything close to an antidote. The cabinet under the sink had another first aid ki

in my hands as relief sets in my bones and I p

body slumped over the edge with his legs dangling. He still looks for wear

ious.

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