She backed away a little as her father crouched down, but soon returned to his hands as he started petting her. No one had ever done that before. Ooh, it felt so good... Closing her eyes, she let out a mewl of pleasure when she felt her father's change arriving. She felt him more than saw back away a little, but she didn't want to leave the warmth.
She snuggled in her now furry father and rubbed her tiny head in the crook of his neck all the while purring like some cat, even though she was a werewolf. She never wanted to leave him again. The sense was overwhelming. She whimpered a bit and snuggled even closer to the wolf that was her father.
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the moon is not shamed by the howling of the werewolves;
Fanfictionwhen Angela transforms into a werewolf, her mother throws her out of her house. With only the address of her father and some money for the road, Angela goes on a journey to meet her father. Will he like her? Accept her?
