He was gigantic.
The 7'0 monster of a man towered over her, even though he was sitting. Bright cyan eyes gazed down at her unreadably.
He gestured with his large fingers for her to come closer. She'd anxiously waddle up to him.
His bare chest was o...
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He looked down at her with scathing uncertainty and judgment.
His long hair, drifting in the wind, did not mask the strange facial expression he held. She narrowed her eyes at him, "What?" The woman demanded.
"You smell like my mate." He claimed suddenly, "But... how are you ill?"------------------------A woman awakens chained to her own grave. She knows who she is and experiences brief memories of her past but not of how she got here.
Alone and to her own devices... She is introduced to a world different from what she remembers.
Werewolves are known worldwide, a pandemic rages on, and she has no reason to be alive. All the woman can do is rely on the aid of a helpful young adult.
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