Don't go near the lake! Especially when a blood moon hangs overhead.
My werewolf ... my second
skin ...
When the moon is on the
rise,
I go naked into night.
I am never dressed to
kill.
—January Valentine
As I downshift, I
make a mental note: Contact the game warden in the morning. Find out what the
hell's creeping around the lake in the dead of night. Animals don't sound like
that. I don't think humans do, either. The sounds...
Posts
