Werewolf Fantasy – Unleash Your Inner Wolf

Part 1

The werewolf fantasy is something I’ve gotten heavily into. To my beloved Alpha wolf, this is for you.

My boyfriend texted me late one night, close to midnight. He sounded desperate and agitated. So, I let him come over, despite the late hour. I was getting tired, but I knew he’d relentlessly pound on my door until I answered it anyway.

I went to the door to let him in. It was a clear, starry sky, and I could see the full moon peeking out from behind parting clouds. It looked so beautiful; however, something felt just a little off. But I couldn’t put my finger on it.

It wasn’t long before he came stumbling over the threshold of my living room, panting heavily. I looked at him with concern-filled eyes.

Kneeling beside him, I put my hands on his shoulders, my gaze never leaving his face. “Are you okay?”

He shook his head vigorously. In fact, his whole body was shaking. No, he wasn’t. Not at all.

As he looked up at me, I saw his eyes get bigger, wider, as though he were surprised or something. They started to change color: going from hazel to a deep amber that almost glowed. I blinked furiously, trying to see if I was more tired than I thought. They were still there, softly glowing that scarily beautiful yellow.

My hands were still on his shoulders, and I felt him rise. No, he wasn’t moving. He was getting bigger, broader. His lips curled upward into a snarl, and I saw his teeth lengthening. Hair started sprouting up all over his body. His ears pointed, then moved closer to the top of his head.

I staggered backward while he shifted. He started to howl. His voice started as the voice I remembered, but turned throatier, gruffer, more monstrous.

This werewolf fantasy will continue, so don’t miss it!