"You are welcome to the world of werewolves," he said resting his back on the comforter and looking into my eyes smirking. It started as a chuckle and then led to full-blown laughter, I laughed so much that tears dropped from my eyes and my stomach hurt. He was good, I almost fell for it. What in the world? Out of everything, the only thing he could come up with was werewolves. Seriously? Anytime I want to sober up and say something his words just replay in my head and am back to laughing again. But as I looked up at him, a crisp between his eyebrows and a frown on his lips and his stares unflattering, my laughter died as I began to wonder if truly they existed. "You are kidding, right?, I mean there is nothing like werewolves, those are children's fantasy, bedtime stories". I could take her to the hospital but they would be at the expense of our existence leaking out, I remember what he told that other man during their conversation. Could it be true? "Well, you will die if you don'
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