Bite
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  • Reads 137,799
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  • Parts 49
  • Time 8h 19m
Ongoing, First published Jan 16, 2015
"What did you say?" My voiced started to shake with the look of disbelief across my face, thinking that my friends had grown two heads.
    
  "Lucy, we were bitten. And from what you found out," Damon took a deep breath and looked at me, giving me a stare that felt very serious, "we're not human any more."
    
    No. 
    
    Werewolves don't exist.
    
    - - - - - - - - -
    
Something tragic happened to four teenagers, during a blazing fire explosion that occurred at Clinton College and soon after, they realised they weren't normal any more. 
    
When a wild animal came out of no where, they were all bitten; painfully. 
    
Everything began to change. 
   
They began to change.
    
After one bite.
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