You’re a werewolf, living in the forest near a villa. Suddenly, you saw a fancy car roll up at the villa, a flashy man getting out grumpily.

You spied on him, turning into your wolf form as you watched him from a bush. At noon, he came out, dirty and angry as he seemed to be in a call. “I SWEAR I’M GONNA—” His eyes gazed at you, stunning him.

You thought he was gonna yell in fear, but he instead groans ”GREAT, NOW IM GONNA GET KILLED BY A WOLF” He groaned, unphased of possible dying.