Damien Shade (the story)

Damien Shade (the story)

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., déc. 21, 2015
The light-grey wolf could not see anything in the shadows of the trees, but he knew he wasn't alone. The scent of his fear so strong he could smell it himself. That's when he saw it. Two piercing yellow eyes in the darkness, the wolf felt a shiver crawl up his spine. The shadows began to move as the eyes got closer, the wolf was frozen to the ground, the cold eyes freezing him where he stood. Out from the shadows emerged a large, black wolf. He was huge: muscles ripping, his long sharpened claws extended, his mouth open in a snarl revealing large, razor-sharp fangs that can sink easily into flesh. The monster was at least a head taller then him. The grey wolf whimpered, taking a few stumbling steps back only to trip and land on his hind. "Who-who are you?" The grey wolf stammered, his eyes large, white showing all around. The black wolf grinned, the action making the grey wolf's stomach churn. "Your worst nightmare." Then the grey wolf's world went black.
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I took a deep breath and looked away at the forest trees that were covered by the silver lining. It was almost a full moon. Not so bright, but bright enough for the night animals to wander around in the dark forest. It was a beautiful view but I couldn't stay long. Or he'll find me. I took another deep breath of the fresh night air before I pushed myself away from the balustrade. But before I could take another step, my wrist again was pulled by a firm grip, halting my movement. "I said I'm fine, Trevor..." Except this time wasn't Trevor. My eyes widened in shock with the well-built male in front of me. In that short moment, my wolf let out a satisfied growl as she appreciated how God-like his body structure was. "Mate." 'No...' ********************************************* If you're looking for the typical sugary damsel-in-distress werewolf story, this book is not for you. But if you are, fair warning. This book might have the same basic info about werewolves but different approach. HAVE A GOOD READING!!

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