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Jugheads POV
I woke up and groaned as I saw Betty. I looked at her and I moved her hair seeing the crescent mark starting to form.

I smiled and said "I hope you wake up...and we can..."

I gulped as my wolf shouted

'We can mate!!'

He was so excited that I rolled my eyes as Betty began groaning and winced as she held her stomach.

I got up quickly and looked at her "Betts..."

I helped her sit up and she held her stomach saying "why...why does it all hurt..."

She winced again as I said "hey..."

She looked at me and ran to the mirror and looked in the mirror.

"Betty you okay?"

She said "I...I don't know...I was...when I was sleeping...I...I saw a wolf..."

I was confused as she touched her teeth and gulped.

"I saw a wolf...it was white and it...it flew inside me...I saw myself...I was the wolf!"

I was confused and said "that's weird...and very strange..."

She gulped and said "am I a wolf..."

Suddenly she ran and jumped I ran and grabbed her saying "nope can't transform."

She frowned and felt her neck and went to the mirror and said "woah, it just looks like a huge patchy scar..."

I said "by tomorrow, it will peel off and...you'll be marked..."

She smiled and I held her face and kissed her, she held my hands as we slowly pulled away.

She said "I'm sorry I passed out..."

I said "it's fine..."

She said "if you want...we can complete the mating part right now?"

Suddenly my wolf and I jumped her onto the bed. She laughed and I kissed her and she smiled holding me as suddenly the door was knocked on. I groaned and Betty laughed.

I opened the door seeing Sweet Pea.
"You have to come see this..."

I gulped and Betty looked as.

I said "stay here..."

She frowned and I kissed her saying "please..."

She nodded and I smiled as I kissed her again and she laughed as I went ahead and ran out. Sweet Lea and I saw the scene. I gulped as I saw two of the wolves from my pack dead. I frowned as my wolf whimpered and I punched the floor. I kicked the tree and held my head.

"No...not my pack!"

He frowned and I said "he was on here...he could still be track his scent!"

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