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FERAL LOVE WITH A WEREWOLF Chapter Twelve
The sun was slowly rising over the horizon, casting its first light on the Omaha Kingdom. As the people started their day, they were met with a sight that they never thought they would see. The streets were littered with debris, overturned carts, and broken windows. The smell of blood filled the air, causing many to gag and cover their noses.Later, reports began to trickle in of how all the chiefs that were present at the feast turned to werewolves overnight during the full moon. Some of them had bitten members of their families, making them run wild while some other families managed to run for their lives when they saw that the chief who is the head of their family had become werewolves. At first, it was just a few people who had been bitten in the night and were now exhibiting strange symptoms - a feverishness, a ravenous hunger. But as the morning wore on, the reports grew more and more alarming. People were screaming and running, some trying to flee from Omaha, while others wer
FERAL LOVE WITH A WEREWOLF Chapter Thirteen
The once bustling streets of Omaha were now ghostly silent, save for the occasional howl that pierced through the night. The werewolf rampage had thrown Omaha into chaos and despair. Families huddled together in fear, desperately seeking refuge and safety. Some managed to flee to neighboring towns and cities, hoping to find solace in unfamiliar territories. Others, however, were left behind, unable to escape due to various circumstances.Those who were left behind looked for the best hideout they could get and took refuge in them. As it is, there were now several hideouts in Omaha with each of them containing groups of people. Due to this, the killings were reduced. But once in a while, hideouts were discovered by these hungry and roaming werewolves and when this happens, the humans were either killed or turned into werewolves and those who manage to escape from the werewolves ran for their dear lives until they discover another place to hide. This was the routine for most of the pe
FERAL LOVE WITH A WEREWOLF Chapter Fourteen
Beverly opened her eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep. The morning sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow across the room. As she stretched and yawned, fragments of her dream from the previous night flooded back into her consciousness.The images lingered, vivid and tantalizing. She recalled the sensation of power surging through her, the exhilaration of commanding flames with a mere thought. It had felt so real, so tangible. But now, in the light of day, Beverly couldn't help but question the authenticity of her experience.She sat up in bed, her mind filled with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism. Part of her yearned for the dream to be real, a sign of some latent supernatural ability waiting to be unleashed. But another part dismissed it as nothing more than a product of her imagination, a fantasy born out of the stress and horror of the recent werewolf attacks.Lost in her thoughts, Beverly decided to test her dream-inspired abilities, just to satisfy
FERAL LOVE WITH A WEREWOLF Chapter Fifteen
The morning sun bathed the streets of Gaza in a golden glow as Beverly stepped out of her house, a spring in her step and a smile on her face. She had slept soundly, the weight of her recent triumph against the werewolves lifting from her shoulders, at least for a moment. Little did she know that the day held a surprise for her.As Beverly made her way toward the front of her house, she noticed a growing commotion on the street. Her heart swelled with curiosity as she approached the gathering crowd. And there, in the center, she saw familiar faces, a mix of fit fighters and recovering survivors who had recently escaped the clutches of the werewolves. But what struck her the most were the new faces, people who had been drawn by the tales of her bravery and the hope she had ignited within the hearts of the people of Gaza.As the crowd caught sight of Beverly, a collective cheer erupted, their voices blending into a chorus of praise and appreciation. They hailed her as their hero, their
FERAL LOVE WITH A WEREWOLF Chapter Sixteen
In Omaha, everything had been going just the way King Rico wanted and he was pleased until he began to notice some traits of aggressiveness from the army of werewolves he had just formed. They started by grumbling and being reluctant to obey when Rogers gives an order and with time, they proved to be more stubborn. But King Rico thought it was still something minor and everything would be in control soon.The sun hung high in the sky one morning as Rogers stepped onto the training ground, his senses heightened and his muscles primed for another intense session. The werewolves, their eyes gleaming with a mix of anticipation and defiance, circled him, their growls reverberating through the air.Among the pack, two particularly aggressive werewolves, Kellan and Bryn, had been growing increasingly discontented with Rogers' authority. Fuelled by their desire for dominance, they saw an opportunity to challenge him and undermine his position as their trainer.Kellan, a brawny werewolf with
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The morning sun bathed the city of Gaza in a warm glow as Beverly, accompanied by her sister Alice, walked toward the central square. The sound of footsteps echoed through the narrow streets, and people gradually emerged from their homes, curious to see what was unfolding. Beverly had gone to tell the messenger earlier that morning that there is a special announcement she has to make and people should gather at the Market Square and Gaza's messenger performed his duty well by using mass media to communicate with the people. As Beverly approached the gathering crowd, their faces turned toward her, a mix of anticipation and concern evident in their expressions.Beverly stood on a raised platform, her eyes scanning the assembled crowd. She took a deep breath, grounding herself, before addressing her people. The silence settled over the square as all eyes were fixed upon her."My fellow Gazans," Beverly began, her voice carrying with it a mixture of determination and vulnerability. "Toda
FERAL LOVE WITH A WEREWOLF Chapter Eighteen
After Beverly killed Rogers that night, she tried to find a place to hide. luckily, she found an abandoned building. She found the door unlocked and she entered. As Beverly cautiously entered the abandoned building, she couldn't help but feel a mix of trepidation and relief. The worn wooden floorboards creaked beneath her weight, echoing through the empty halls. The dim light that seeped through the cracked windows cast eerie shadows on the walls, adding to the sense of desolation. The air was heavy with the scent of dust and decay, lingering remnants of a forgotten past. The interior of the building bore signs of neglect, with peeling wallpaper, chipped paint, and a layer of dirt covering every surface. It was clear that this place had long been abandoned, left to the mercy of time. Beverly cautiously explored the first room she entered, her senses on high alert. Broken furniture lay scattered across the floor, covered in a thin layer of dust. She gingerly picked her way through t
FERAL LOVE WITH A WEREWOLF Chapter Nineteen
Elton was the first to wake up in the royal palace. He had planned last night to wake up very early in the morning. His footsteps were light as he navigated the corridors of the royal palace. The early morning air held a quiet stillness, interrupted only by the distant chirping of birds. Every creak of the floorboards sent a jolt of adrenaline through his veins, reminding him of the need for caution.He had spent a restless night, his mind consumed with thoughts of Rogers' mysterious disappearance. Something didn't sit right with him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story than what his father had let on. The cryptic words and evasive behavior had raised Elton's suspicions, fueling his determination to uncover the truth.As he reached the palace gates, he scanned the area for any signs of movement. The guards, still groggy from the early hour, were engrossed in their duties, unaware of the prince's stealthy escape. With a silent sigh of relief, Elton slippe
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