Under The Wolf Moon

Prologue

(Third's person of view):

It was dark outside. The only light you could see was the light of the full moon and the girl ran as fast as she could. She should have listened to him.

She was running away from the beast, a beast that shouldn't exist. A Lycan. A horrible beast that looked half human and half a wolf was running after her. But it's not that beast who decided to kill her. It's the one controlling him... his ally. She ran, struggling to keep up her pace, dodging the low-lying branches of the forest, their tiny leaves whipping at her face as she ran.

It's the full moon, so of course it would run after her. It's another reason why it would want to kill her. Werewolves can't control themselves on a full moon. They want blood. They have the urge to kill.

The werewolf that was chasing her was getting a lot closer to her.

She tripped on a branch and started to cry as she felt a snap in her ankle. Pain shot up her leg. She tried to stand up but fell onto the ground.

The beast arrived in front of her. He was standing on his legs like a human. His eyes were dark yellow. It had sharp teeth and claws. It looked a little bit human, but it had hair all over him. She stared at the beast with fear and she could feel her heartbeat racing. She knew she had to run.

She tried to stand up and ran, but she couldn't. She knew that she was going to die.

''Please, don't,'' she begged. ''I did what he told me to do.'' Even if the beast wasn't in control of itself, it was angry at her.

The beast growled and slashed her throat open. The last thing she felt was her own blood, warm and sticky, trickling down her chest.

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Cops were standing around the dead body in the woods. It's a girl. The chief officer bent down next to the body and saw her slashed throat. He then thought it was an animal attack. He does remember that a few years ago two people got killed and they had the throat slashed open. Like this girl. -Blood dried on her and in the snow.

You could hear the radio chatter, but the officer didn't listen to it. He was confused. Has it been the same animal that attacked the two innocent teenagers a few years ago? If yes, he knew he needed to investigate on this.

The officer stood up and talked with the other officers. They need to warn the town that there is a dangerous animal in town and that everyone needs to stay safe and that nobody can go into the woods.

Then someone arrived at the crime scene. He sighed as he saw the dead body of the girl.

He was an experienced hunter. He hunts different animal. Not a deer or another animal.

But Lycans. He knew that the girl was killed by a Lycan.