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Werewolf Zombie

Daphne wants to be self-employed with her degree, doing what she loves, and later in life, having a family of her own, but what happens when that life is done? She marries her college boyfriend and has the life she has always wanted, with a doctor for a husband and a career as an attorney.But after years, she learns that the love of her life decides to have a fair. And worse, she learns from her divorce that she was cheated on by a younger girl while she is currently pregnant for the third time. Daphne and her three children move to a home that belonged to her ex-husband, and she involves herself fully in her line of work as a lawyer. Where the law fails her is when she wins a case but also sleeps with her employee. Pregnant again, she finds her daughter to be in the same boat as her. ------- Alexander is to be King after a hateful king who only seeks power, beauty, and the end of his son's future, the only son he has. In a land where it is divided by the last magic the past witches gave before they were killed, lived the humans, vampires, and, lastly, the kingdom Alexander is to rule, werewolves. But during one reunion between all three kingdoms' rulers, an attack of zombies occurs. In all the chaos and lies, not a clue is learned about this except that out of all the kingdoms, the only one with the advances to this is the human realm. For years, they searched and uncovered very little of how this could keep happening. As Alexander resorts to disobeying his father's request, he has to live a life as just an average human that works as a waiter. In his job, one day he finds his mate. Will Alexander keep his mate and this case of zombies under his control? Or are there more secrets that haven't been made public to him just yet?

MegEllyGerena · Urban
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65 Chs

The Truth

As I expected, she closes the door with the lock, so I look around, and all I can find is the top of the trash can in her house, so I shift back to my human form and take the top to place it on my private part, I knock on the door, to which she answers.

“I’m calling the cops! Or animal control, leave, or I will call them both!” She shouts.

With that, I roll my eyes, and I have had enough of her freaking out, so I take the door and open it, startling her with her eldest son. The other one is in the hallway with a knife, which will be a swell time; I place my hand a bit above me as a surrender to them.

“I come in peace and with many answers, to the best of my own knowledge. But right now, as you can all see, I need at least a pair of underwear.” They look at me wired when they see the top of the trash can.

“Max get him some basketball shorts, hurry.” He runs into his room.