Not What You Planned

She eyes you. "Well, we'll have to take You, little one" The werewolf holding you snorts. "But why, mistress, it would be a waste," he started. " Slilence, or my claws and your throat will have a proper introduction." She smiled, revealing several, long, white teeth. Suddenly, I noticed a flick of an orange tail. You wonder how the wolves dont see it, but then realize the brutes attention was focused purely on the female, and his bulk was blocking her view.

Written by Emily Virginia

you transform into a wolf

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