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Werewolves...you've got to be joking

Werewolves...you've got to be joking

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Please bear with me this is my first story and is under going heavy editing... If I had been asked five years ago I believed in werewolves,witches,and other mysterious creatures. I would have asked if you were joking, but it turns out that they are real and that they had been hiding all this time. Yeah you heard me right all this time we were completely ignorant to them and there's only so much ignorance people can take so imagine everyone's surprise when on New Year's Eve right as the ball dropped the power was cut and they attacked. Some of us were lucky enough to be in small towns others not so much you see they attacked the big city's like D.C and New York first the smaller towns ran before they came for us. I remember that day so clearly I had been at the riverbank that day we were watching the stars from the back of a Chevy truck with my friends as was our tradition.... Read to find out what happens next
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My name is Devin Ames and I am one of the three werewolves that is actually a witch. The other two, are my little sisters. We didn't grow up in a pack, our mother and father sheltered my sisters and I, in a large city where most wolves rarely visit. My mother didn't know about spells or why we were born witches, but she knew she would have to protect us from the packs. I became a lawyer, part of a huge firm. And it wasn't until I accidently started a small fire in the library that I decided to seek out a real witch. I brought my sisters with me and we all started to learn about magic. We were also told some myth about the three of us, but I don't believe a single word of it. Not until a 6' 4'' wolf appears in the court room and tracks me down the next day. ~~~ Excerpt~~~ "How could you be mine, you smell of witch." He asked shoving my shoulder and I hardened my wondrous look into a glare. "You're fucking welcome asshole. If I hadn't used my powers to get you out of there you would have been serving 20 years at least." I seethed and turned to walk out the bathroom door he just pushed us both through. "Take back your spell or whatever." He growled to me and I looked back at him. "Why would I want you under my spell. You blew up my clients house and look at me like I am a piece of gum on your shoe. Just walk away and forget about me." I told him before pushing to door open and muttering a protection spell so he couldn't touch me. "I don't even know your first name." He called and I looked back at him before going through the thick crowd of the bar and making it outside before running towards the bus that was at the right place at the right time.

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