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THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 19: WOLFY
MIRANDA'S POV"Wake up, Wolfy Wolfy," I cooed. The beast's body jerked, and I scuttled backward, not wanting him to accidentally maul me to death. But I had this strange feeling that he would never physically hurt me. The surrounding was dark, and it was only me and this beast alone in this place. "Oh, I had the worst nightmare ever," it explained. "I was trapped in this body with a human girl," he finished, standing to his feet. He shook his fur like a wet dog as he tried to steady himself. His posture was intimidating, and he smelt of mandarin. He had his head hung low, still seemed disoriented."Well, about that Wolfy, it wasn't a dream," I spoke, and his wolf-head jerked to face me. His eyes widened, and he snarled, showing me his wolf-teeth. "Where is Nigel? What did you do with him? You ate him, didn't you?""Don't be silly," I shook my head. "He's probably in my body right now." I crawled up to him. He was so beautiful. I just wanted to pet him and feel his fur between my finge
Last Updated : 2024-03-30THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 20: FERAL VAMPIRE
MIRANDA'S POVValko and I entered the grand hall, and I didn't expect too much, but the jungle war I was witnessing was nothing my imagination could ever conjure. I almost threw up at the sight of all the red meat and poultry these wolves were ripping into. It was complete chaos in here. Valko hurriedly took his place next to his sister and his father. The blonde woman squatting on beta Valor's lap must be the beta’s mate. I grabbed a seat next to Valko.“What are you doing?” He whispered. The entire table was looking at me weirdly.“I'm sitting down for breakfast. What does it look like I'm doing?” I rolled my eyes. “Well, yeah, I see that, but your place is at the Alpha table, next to your parents,” he gestured to the biggest table in the room.I felt a burden like none I've ever felt, and I followed Valko's finger to where it was pointing. I gulped when I saw the black hair man shooting laser beams at me with his eyes. The little brown-haired woman cowering next to him was staring
Last Updated : 2024-04-01THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 21: DIRTY GIRL
MIRANDA'S POV “Do you have to smack your mouth like that when you eat?” I asked. Nigel was devouring the food like he was an animal. Taurus, however, was quiet. He refused to speak to Nigel for unknown reasons. “I'm a guy. This is how we eat,” he grunted. “Well I will not allow you to eat like that when you're in my body. You cannot let my mother see you eating like that.” “About that, I called your parents mom and dad, and they freaked the fuck out.” He tore into the roast beef. “That's because I call them mother and father,” I sighed. “Why am I not surprised,” he licked his fingers. “So what will we do about this situation? It's not like we can tell anybody what has happened to us.” “People would think we're crazy, and I refuse to spend my senior year in an insane asylum,” I shrieked. “This is so weird, it’s tiring.” “I think we have to retrace our steps to figure out why this happened to us.” He burped. “Yes, like the movie Freaky Friday.” I gleamed inside. Lindsey Loh
Last Updated : 2024-04-02THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 22: NECK-BITER
NIGEL'S POV OK man, you can do this. You can do this, I whispered to myself as I glided down the staircase. It wasn't like the neck-biter could do anything in front of the parents without risk revealing the fact that vamp-demons existed. I will be alright, of course I will. I breathed slowly. I saw Mr. and Mrs. W standing by the door with their coats on. “Wait! Are you guys leaving?” I asked. “Honey, you know your father and I do brunch just the two of us every Sunday.” “Yeah, but you can't leave me alone with him,” I whisper shout. “Miranda, don't be like that. You know we trust you and from what we've learnt so far, Lazarus is a good boy,” Mr. W smiled. “Please, if you guys love me, you won't leave me here,” I pleaded. “I know. I'll tell him I have to do this brunch thingy with you guys, and then he'll have to go.” “Miranda Whitmore, I don't know what has gotten into you lately. Is this some kind of teenage crisis?” Mrs. W huffed. “Now that boy is so happy to see you. He bro
Last Updated : 2024-04-03THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 23: NIGEL’S BACK
MIRANDA'S POV I woke up with a terrible pain in my joint. It was like my soul was on fire. “What is happening to me?” I asked myself. The bed I was on was soaked in sweat, and it felt like something was ripping my skin apart trying to break free from within my body. “Miranda, you got to go to the woods now, or you risk changing inside this bedroom.” Taurus padded around in my head. “Are you saying this is me shifting?” I panicked. “Yes. You need to take me on a run. This is how you keep us wolves in control. This whole situation has been stressful on me, too. Taking me for a run will help my anger and keep my aggressive urges away,” he explained. I nodded in understanding. I struggled to get up off the bed. The pain was too much, but I felt I had to do what Taurus said, and I knew I had to be quiet. I didn't know how I did it, but I made it to the woods. Taurus told me to just relax and let him take control. I was already exhausted so I just let him take the lead. I felt my gums
Last Updated : 2024-04-04THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 24: NOT MY DAY
NIGEL'S POVAnother day stuck in this weak body. I didn't know how much more of this I could take. Getting ready wasn't easy this morning. I settled for a pink sweater and a jeans skirt with a pair of white sneakers. I wanted to sneak out of the house this morning without being seen. I just didn't feel like facing Mr and Mrs. W this morning, plus I thought skipping breakfast would be the best thing to do. I quietly made my way downstairs. I almost made it to the front door, but before I could open it, Mrs. W came out of nowhere. “Morning Miranda,” she chirped, startling me. “Is everything OK?”“Ah yes. You just startled me a bit.”“OK. Sorry about that. Your oatmeal's on the table,” she told me, and my stomach already began to protest. “I'm not hungry. I gotta go." I tried to walk off, and she grabbed my arm. “Nonsense! Now you sit down and have some breakfast. It's the most important meal of the day. And oatmeal is wonderful for supporting healthy and regular bowel movements.”“Tha
Last Updated : 2024-04-07THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 25: MRS. KING
THIRD-PERSON POV Miranda was just standing there, surprised to see Nigel inside the girl's bathroom. “Nigel, what are you doing in here?” “I can ask you the same thing, Miranda. You don't have a vagina anymore, so you are the one out of place,” Nigel yelped. “I'm sorry. I just can't deal with this today. I feel so, so hopeless,” Miranda sighed. Nigel softened a bit. He was there to rip Into her for splashing him, but he couldn't do so anymore. “I promise we will figure this out soon.” “You promise?” Her eyes got teary. “Yes, I promise,” Nigel nodded. Nigel seemed pale, and he looked like he was under the weather. This body he was in felt off. “Are you OK?” Miranda asked. “You look sick.” “Well you splashed me, so maybe I'm getting a fever,” he scoffed. “About that, Taurus had to do it. Your friends were getting suspicious,” Miranda explained why she had to splash him this morning. “Oh I see,” Nigel sighed. He understood why they did it. “And as for your vampire friend, I
Last Updated : 2024-04-08THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 26: ROGUE LOVER
THIRD-PERSON POV A month had passed and Nigel and Miranda barely spoke to each other unless it was about finding a way to switch back to normal. Miranda had been scouring the library at the pack-house, reading book after book, trying to see if she could find anything that could help them, but she always hit a dead end. Taurus missed Nigel, and he didn't speak much lately other than to tell Miranda he needed to go for runs. Miranda had been exhausted, especially with werewolf training and school work. Apparently, she found out Nigel was a straight-A student and not your typical empty-headed jock. She missed her parents, though. She missed her mother’s overprotectiveness and her father’s witty remarks. Nigel’s father was so cold and distant and his mother was always poised and polite, it made Miranda’s blood boil. “Hey, Nigel,” Miranda heard the sweet voice of Luna Peaches. “Hey, Mom. What’s up?” She asked. Living as Nigel for the past month had taught her how to speak like him, bu
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THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 85: ALPHA NIGEL VANDERWOLF
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THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 84: THE MAD ALPHA
THIRD-PERSON POVDuran's mind kept going back to his mate, wondering what she was doing, and if she missed him. Izanna's description of the Mad Alpha was making him rethink this trip he was on. He should have stayed home with his mate who was carrying his pup. The Moon Goddess would be cruel to kill him now after all that he had been through. As he made his way to the Mystic Mountain, his mind became chaotic. Clarke occupied most of Valko's thoughts. He loved how vibrant and red her hair was and how incredibly luscious, thick and flawless those curls were. He kept reminiscing about how she arched her back and flashed her hair from side to side when they made love. Now he wondered if coming on this adventure was the right thing to do. Breathing out, he made his way steadily toward the mountain that was said to be home to this Mad Alpha. Velma walked alongside Lazarus, their hands intertwined. The two seemed inseparable now that most of their friends knew they were true mates. Velma w
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 83: INTERSPECIES RELATIONSHIPS
LAZARUS'S POVIt had been two centuries since I tasted human blood. Other vampires might describe it as being rich, tantalizing, or irresistible. But for me it is sensual, addictive, and climatic. The taste of this human's blood was unlike any I'd ever tasted. It was like I couldn't stop. The more mouthfuls I took, the more my thirst intensified.I could feel Nigel's muscles resisting at first when my fangs found his flesh and pierced into it. The soft warmth giving way like a ripe melon, filling my mouth with thick, delicious blood. He shuddered in my hands as I drew deep, gulping mouthful after mouthful, revelling in the strength and life that filled my veins, jolted my limbs, granted me a semblance of life.Soon my pheromones entered his bloodstream through my saliva and even though I was killing him, the high and ecstasy of my bite was tricking his brain into begging me not to stop. He let out soft moans, his body relaxing as I supported more of his weight with my strong arms w
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 82: SECRETS
THIRD-PERSON POV Miranda found the walk back to the Nymph camp less awkward than she expected. She learned that Nigel had been retrieving bits of his memory for the last couple of days, but once he emerged from the whirlpool, everything flooded back to him. They walked hand in hand, enjoying their conversation. He questioned her regarding her training with beta Valor, and she felt compelled to tell him the truth that things weren't progressing well. "I'm glad you told me," Nigel murmured. "Father must be pissed." "Yeah, he is big mad," Miranda whispered. "I just wish I knew how mom is doing, especially after learning that father whipped you," he paused. "I'm so sorry, Miranda." "It's OK, it's not your fault." Miranda felt guilty for keeping what truly happened to Peaches from Nigel. "I know, even so, I wish I was there for you." "Believe me, you should feel grateful that you missed what he did to Peaches." "MIRANDA!" Taurus boomed. "Crap," Miranda cursed und
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 81: TIGHT PUSSY
MIRANDA'S POV "Where do you buy your perfume?" He asked out of the blue. We seized our splashes and worked to catch our breaths. "At an outlet." "Oh, I think I will get some when we go home. I've run out, and I like how it smells." "OK," I let out with a questioning tone. "Cool," he answered. "You're weird," I wrinkled my nose. "I am?" He challenged, moving impossibly closer to me so that my chest was touching his, causing me to gulp in exhilaration and also intimidation. I thought we were done touching for now. "Yes you are." "Well you're beautiful, Miranda." What? "Are you high or something?" I snorted, trying to act unaffected, although my heart was beating at an inhumanly fast speed. "I can't be here for this," Taurus rumbled. "I'm out." I felt Taurus drifting away, refusing to endure us any further. He shook his head. "I'm completely sober." "Well thank you, I guess," I replied, swallowing hard. "You're beautiful too, Nigel." "I know," he smir
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 80: BLUE LAGOON
MIRANDA'S POV I was really nervous and couldn't believe I was actually skinny-dipping in an enchanted lagoon with Nigel Vanderwolf. I was too busy asking myself why the heck was I doing this to notice Nigel swimming closer to me. "Why do you look so constipated?" He asked. I shifted my gaze in a shy manner, blushing as I realized he had noticed my uncertainty. "I am not constipated, I'm just..." His hands around my shoulders cuts my speech. "Nervous? But there's nothing to be nervous about," he chuckled. "Look around you, we're in a mystical place swimming in the bluest lagoon I've ever seen." "Yes, but we're also naked," I told him, my mind trying to think about something other than us touching while we were both naked. "So what? We were born naked," he cackled. "Look Miranda, if you're gonna roll with werewolves, you've gotta learn how to swing in the nude 99 percent of the time." "Believe that," I heard Taurus let out. "I don't think I'll ever get used t
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 79: CANNONBALL
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