Deadly Desires Novel

The window stood open with claw marks scattered across its frame, raising a terrifying question: had he escaped through it, or was something far more sinister at play? His behavior suggested concealment rather than flight, yet the evidence pointed to an impossible truth that made my blood run cold. He could fly. The realization struck me with such force that I had to cover my mouth to stifle my scream. During my time at the Training Academy, I had learned about Dark werewolves—creatures born with extraordinary dark powers capable of killing with a single gesture. They could shapeshift into any form and even possess humans to carry out their malevolent plans. These beings had been banished from our territory long ago, yet one now seemed present in our mansion. Fear consumed me as I retreated to my room, desperately trying to appear composed despite my trembling. Scott's watchful gaze only heightened my anxiety. A Dark wolf among us raised urgent questions: Who was he truly? What were his intentions? Who was marked for elimination? And who was Luna Sandra?