⭐️ Highest Ranking #255 in Paranormal 01/01/2018⭐️ For two hundred years the Crown was safe under the protection of the werewolves. A new threat has risen that places not only the Crown but the very existence of all the species, inhuman and human alike, that walk the earth in peril. There was a distinctive stench carried through in the light breeze that caressed her fur. A rotten smell mixed with wet soil. That stench had been toying with her for the past week. She had been out to hunt twice and it annoyed her that she had not been able to pinpoint its location. "Maila, come on. It's time to head back," Luc shouted. She growled in protest giving him a good view of her sharpened teeth.
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