I shot my mate(PAUSED)

Opening the door I start looking around.
'I don't smoke so I know I wasn't hearing things. And I know I'm paranoid but not that paranoid. ' I thought to myself looking around. Then I heard a growl. We don't got no dogs. I look where the growling noise came from and saw lime green eyes. I don't know a dog got those type of eyes or a cat. So what the fuck is this? I grab my phone out my pocket with one hand and turned on my flash. Oooo, shit that ain't no damn dog that's a wolf. Oh hell no! Not giving it time to get closer I aim my gun towards it and shot it.
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Hope Volcano is a twenty year old dark skin witch who is living with her forty-five year old christian uncle names James ever since she was eight years old. Life ain't no fairytale for young Hope as she had to grow up fast after watching her mother get murdered right infront of her eight year old self. So learning that you got a mate at twenty... well that's another story.
Chistobel Whitehead is a native American werewolf legend. He was said to be dead, a myth, just a mere rumor that was told by your grandmother. Nobody really knows his age but it was said he been on this earth so long that he even met Jesus himself. It was said that he was hopeless that he killed his own parents so he could claim what's rightfully his. People feared him, they looked at him as a cursed that the moon goddess or even god gave to them. Witches cursed him that he never find his other half but everybody deserve little hope in there life.