All Chapters of THE WEREWOLF SWITCH: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

THIRD-PERSON POV Lazarus was happy that his father still hadn't returned when the sun came up the next day, but he was super pissed off when his friends informed him about the stunt his brother pulled on them. Being the gentleman that he was, he apologized and promised to have Alec scolded for what he did. But right now, he had to get his companions out of the mansion. Lazarus wrapped the Book of The God's in a piece of cloth and stuffed it into Miranda's backpack. “Take care of this for now. I'll see you all next weekend,” he said as he followed them to their rental. Velma wanted to spend another night alone with Lazarus, but he knew that would be pushing their luck. His father may not have been back yet, but something told him the Count would be there by nightfall. And if he found them there, then it would be hell on earth. So he promised Velma that after they fixed Nigel and Miranda, she could spend as much time as she wished at the Fangtastic Manor. Lazarus also realized he ha

NIGEL'S POV “Here you go babe.” Durk handed me a hot Heineken that I accepted with a fake smile. I hadn't been this uncomfortable since I first ejaculated. Man, Durk lived like a Hillbilly. His place was disgusting, living in an old mobile home in the woods. But given he was once a rogue, and only got pack status after his sister was mated to the alpha over in the Clip Claw Pack, I could look past it all. The mutt didn’t know any better. “Nice trailer,” I lied, sucking on the bottle of Heineken. “It's a dump, but thanks,” he wet his lips as he stared at me. I gulped down some more of the beer. “You know, it's miles away from any neighbours,” he gently rubbed the side of the chair he was sitting on. “So no one would be able to hear your screams,” he grinned as he plopped his feet up on the coffee table and relaxed his arms on the old settee. I swallowed everything that was in the bottle, then leaned over and grabbed another bottle of Heineken and popped the top off with my teeth

NIGEL'S POV His eyes glowed like fire-red lanterns. Did I really just run into a vampire? I quizzed myself. No, he would've launched an attack by now. Vampires were driven by their thirst and hunger. If he were a vampire, then he would have been sucking me dry by now. Then he must be a wolf. I decided to show a brave front. “What do you want?” I demanded. A deep sense of uneasiness held me rigid. Great, I was gonna die a virgin. Who would have thought? I waited for his response, but the silence was unnerving. The way his eyes kept looking at me without blinking, I faltered a bit. “I'm just passing through,” I stammered, my throat tightening in terror when his red eyes glowed brighter. I had heard about the infamous red-eyed werewolves, but hadn't met one until Eliza. I was told they were treacherous and evil since they loved to torture their preys before they kill them. “You don’t say. So you're just passing through, heh?” His voice snaked over my body, causing a prickle on my

THIRD-PERSON POV Miranda struggled fiercely to control Taurus. He was so angry at Nigel for having sex with Durk while he was inside Miranda's body. He felt like Nigel had violated Miranda, and the thought alone was making Taurus sick. Using his snout, the angry wolf pushed Nigel back to the ground. Every time Nigel attempted to get up, Taurus forced him back down. Miranda was upset too. She felt completely devastated, but a fight between the two wouldn't resolve anything. "Please stop, that's enough,” Miranda said to Taurus. "I'm exhausted and just want to head home.” "What about him? Should I transform back into my human form so we could walk together?" "No, let him ride us back to the pack mansion. I don't feel like talking to him right now. But I must speak with Alpha Nolan.” "About what?" "The werewolf I saw. I believe he was the rogue who attacked one of the warriors a while back.” "He might be the one who attacked Rand, but he never mentioned he has red eyes

THIRD-PERSON POV Luna Peaches was dressed in her favourite yellow chiffon dress. She held her breath while she secured her hair with tiny brown and white butterfly clips. The same ones she wore the day she first met Sylvester. As she fastened her brown wedge heel sandals, she let out an exhale. Her fingers trembled as they snatched the coat that was thrown over her closet door. "Mom, I won't let you go there by yourself," Miranda declared, forcefully grabbing Luna's shoulders. "Nigel, I'm a grown woman and can do as I please," snapped Peaches, unhappy with her son's reprimand. She released a weary breath. "Look, honey, I know you're worried, but Sylvester would never hurt me. He's my mate." Miranda softened. "What if I come with you but keep my distance?" She negotiated. "No. As I promised Sylvester, first, I'll meet Sephtis as per our deal, then we'll set up the meeting for you to meet your brother at a later date." "But mom –" "Nigel, please!" Peaches hissed. "You