With my memories being so fuzzy, I decided to investigate. So thats how I ended up looking at myself in the mirror. I started studying my facial features. My longish straight blonde hair, my swirling gray and blue eyes, a small nose and high cheekbones. I wasn't skinny but I wasn't chubby. I had an athletic build. A flat stomach and bigger thighs. I turned to the side. My butt was round but not overly large and my breasts were on the bigger side and perky. As I stood there still naked in front of the mirror, the door opened and a very hot guy who smelled amazing stood there staring with wide, dark eyes right at my breasts.
I had been frantically searching for Layla for 3 days when I was finally forced to sleep. After the first good nights sleep in a while, I was awoken by my phone ringing.
I finally made it to the location that Layla provided me with and followed her scent to a room. I opened the door was stunned to see a very naked layla standing there. I couldn't help it as my eyes drifted along her curves and finally rested on her plump breasts. In two strides I was in front of her kissing her. She pulled apart and looked at me with realization in her face.
"I remember you, I remember us" she whispered squashing my fear.
"Do you remember how u got here?" I asked her. She thought hard and looked back into my eyes and said,
" thats the only thing i CANT remember" but I told her it didnt matter because she was safe and I couldn't help but remember her very naked body pressed against me. She looked into my eyes and nodded and we finally mated.
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Layla's mother was taken and her father is dead. Werewolves have taken over England so she leaves to America. What happens when she sees that werewolves have taken over there too? Will she hate them forever? Or will she find out that they aren't all...