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Scott's true identity.

NATHANIEL/SCOTT

Weaklings!

That was the first word that came to my mind when I saw how the weak werewolf I wanted to make my host was with the way he trembled like a jellyfish out of the water. Of course, I didn't mind. Seeing his fear gave me joy that I couldn't exactly keep at bay no matter how hard I tried about it.

After I possessed him and he lost consciousness, I erased whatever might remind him of his identity away from his head. Now, I owned the man body, soul, and spirit.

"Hey, are you okay?" A woman asked me with concern in her voice. She moved closer to where I was on the floor and tapped me lightly on the shoulder. "Do you need me to call 911 for you, buddy?" She asked again.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and she yelped, the phone she had in her hand thrown to the floor in her frightened moment. I looked at her with eyes that I knew were as dark as the abyss that she would soon be drawn into.

"Holy shit!" She yelled and turned to run away from me.

My hands went to her neck
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