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[ she thinks of tyler.
of how helpless and scared he'd looked when she tucked him into her arms. he didn't understand what he was becoming, just that he didn't want to become it: the bursts of anger, the flash of golden eyes followed promptly by a snarl, and always, always being bound to the moon.
well. not always. now he's bound to klaus. ]
I know lycanthrope is inherited. You need the werewolf gene to trigger the curse, and the curse is only triggered once a person with that gene has taken a human life, accidentally or otherwise. I know, at least in my world, they're nearly extinct. Vampires hunted them a long time ago; a werewolf bite is lethal to them. [ a pause. ] You're taking this a lot better than I thought.
[ he was so skeptical and almost derisive the first time they ever talked about the supernatural. ]
and some yet live, treading the thorny road - Post a comment
which leads, through toil and hate, to fame’s serene abode