Running with Werewolves?!

Running with Werewolves?!

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"F-Farkas?" You stutter his name, with a little fear in your voice. He looks back at you, and then back at the silver hand surrounding you both. "Your time is up, Farkas!" Farkas grins,"Is that so?" A cloud of black smoke engulfs Farkas, and in his place a werewolf appears in his place. With little time and effort the silver hand are defeated quickly and you are left alone with him. "Give me a second and I'll get you out of there." The door to your cell unlocks, and you fall into his arms. "I hope I didn't scare you...." You begin sobbing into his chest, as he holds to in a close embrace. "Farkas, I was so scared...." He gently kisses you on the forehead, "I was too."
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