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Chapter 2 A REASON TO FIGHT

Word Count: 1558    |    Released on: 17/11/2021

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ne in hand while wearing my white tank top that showed off my chiselled

er to go shovel

ut...let's keep it clean. But yea she can be a bit o

right out of my mouth. Cussing

I got my own bottomless well o

said that exact same line in your true fo

nd me to pull one on you

ure

he lay half naked on her bed, in her white

rue self to someone after so many years of hiding and being eaten away slowly by the lonelin

fairy tale is cool, thrilling, will get you laid every time you walk down the stree

pe daydreams. The truth is that humans prete

ey would wholeheartedly accept things that

hemselves bare, defying everythi

e norm to return, cursing you. Even if they don't, it takes one single exposed fang of yours for them to sta

humanity are absolute, but I've seen the evil that mankind can carry, and believe

ce value as the summation of their whole being. Who at first are frightened by what you look like on

deral Bureau of Anomaly Containment, an organisation hinged towards pursuing unnatural e

ter my first transformation into what I later

make way for the tougher, stronger muscle, steel like bones and large fram

ence comes a con. A rage that overtakes my b

the western side of the world. A rogue CIA operative had gotten possessed by a p

le to conduct intelligent actions. It tried to sacrifice every soul in the base to gain more power, which it partially suc

adius that was caught up in it as collateral damage, I managed

by seeing my appearance for the first time, but looked f

ng her fears. It was fascination first, interest second and then sh

g down the street while casually chatting, eating lollipops in the park as we cuddled, going on carousel rides with her holding her hand and seein

t to my lustrous lycan fur, seeing her frown and lightly punch me saying the classic ,'Again with your dog hair

stricting into the FBAC but without transparency there w

," I said, sitting

east compared to my previous relationshi

ther line, and I cou

what e

urpose. But now I found that the only purpose I could ever bend to is

ith a guy so... sophisticated. Its a big step though, considering the Bureau

ing work. I know where they live. Trus

mm.

sile

? Hey

nd of something slipping

had heard a soft whistling sound, only ignori

ing wa

ree and landed on my feet whic

ith nature as she had suggested, running at an unbelievable spee

the US, a cluster of 14 countries occupying the So

muscles exploding and being replaced by bigger and stronger ones. The same happened to my bones and a massi

y fur covering it and a faint dark mist rustling in it. I howled into the

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need proof that you knew the deceased. Her family member

ed, following my memory of her scent. I traversed co

y before, the scent was very thin, but my prowe

r lock, I had pulled with great strength to reveal her cold figure that had

is moment was so strong that I felt no

living had le

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