Every summer for as long as I could remember I would leave to visit my grandparents,
And every year I would see her.
She was beauty in all her glory, Yet....
She would never let me near her, as if she was more afraid of me than anything else.
Then again, she was also a Wolf.
Her striking gold eyes always seemed to send shivers down my spine, even to this day.
Sleek black fur that somehow helped her blend into the evergreen forest in which she lived in.
But then again she was the reason why my life changed so much,
It was all her fault.
And yet....
I was dumb enough to fall for it.
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Her
WerewolfMatthew Black is your average teenage boy He lived a fairly normal life, got good grades, had a close group of friends, and hey! even a cute girlfriend along the way. But that all changed when he met Her. She wasn't normal, quiet the opposite actual...
