The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter Fifteen.
Let alone if they even survived the werewolf attack to begin with, most aren't even capable of recovering from that. a werewolf doesn't just bite once and call it good.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter two.
The lycanthrope tails. chapter two by roofles the sun was beginning to rise over the mountains as jared poured himself another glass. another cup of coffee, this early in the morning? his life was hell. and his face showed that.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter One.
The lycanthrope tails chapter one by roofles it was a late october night, the full moon up high in the sky when a sound of a howl tore through the silence that had set.
Adolescent Lycanthrope pt. 4
"okay, yes, you only made a move because you're a werewolf? is _this_ just a weird werewolf thing?" jace clenches the steering wheel so hard something cracks. "_everything_ i do is a werewolf thing, since i'm a werewolf.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter Five.
The lycanthrope tails chapter five by roofles dakota woke in the early morning, even before the sun had even begun to rise, and heard the sound he had been so hoping for.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter Four.
The lycanthrope tails chapter four by roofles jared was still convinced he was either dreaming, was stoned off his balls or had been slipped something far stronger as the large head of the werewolf rested still on the throw pillow.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter Three.
The lycanthrope tails chapter three by roofles jared was a nervous wreck all the way back into town. he hadn't been in a single fight in his life, let alone a life or death struggle which he was sure that had been.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 18.
His werewolf form was far more capable of these things and he only tolerated being human in public for jared's sake. "dakota..." jared closed his eyes as he was helped into the tub.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 17.
The lycanthrope tails chapter 17 by roofles they had left early in the spring morning and it wasn't even afternoon by the time they got to the coast line, far north-west from where jared's home town lay.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 16.
Or the broken front window where a werewolf had been thrown out months ago. there was police tape still over the shattered hole in the wall. it was worn and weathered from age.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 35.
Jared had come crossed several werewolves in his day. yet, like those accursed belts, he had never seen or smelled anything like nero. it was more like nero was wearing one of those belts rather than being an actual werewolf.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 36.
They made them, created them specifically for us to use against you werewolves." nero chuckled darkly. "using the very hides of a werewolf... "you know how they get a werewolf hide, franklin?" nero asked.