"Will not hurt mate." the hot puffs of breath tickled her neck, she couldn't help the increasing rate of her heart as it's claws rhythmically brushed down her back and the wirery, bristle like hair on its chest prickled into her cheek. _____________________________________________________________________ It's 2556, the up and coming 16th anniversary celebrating the end of The Great War. Lydia Saunders is the go to girl of the military, no-one has a record as perfect as hers. But when her latest mission goes bust and reviles something unexpected, what will she do?

He who breaks, must repair. Or spend eternal life in despair. No love, no place, No human face Canines, claws and red eyes. There is no time, for goodbyes. He will hunt, he will howl. Listen out for his growl. Only one cure for the curse. Perhaps she will only make it worse. Her love and kindness. Will shake the blindness. Treasure, love and protect. Hold no ounce of regret. Under the full moon, his time will come. Then you need to be the one. -------------------- This is a short novella, so I apologise if you feel it is rushed at any point. This is inspired by Beauty and the Beast, so you will see some similarities. © All Rights Reserved. 2020 to pandaeyes90