Under the Cursed Moonlight
Language: en
I discovered that my guardian, the man I secretly adored, isn't human. He's a devastatingly handsome werewolf. When I found out his secret, he chained me by the ankle. I leaned in close, pleading, "Brother? Guardian? Dad? Please, just let me go..." He loomed over me, a dangerous glint in his wolfish eyes. "The best way to keep a secret," he whispered, "is to turn the keeper into one of two things: dust... or family." I caught on immediately: "Okay, I get it! But can we maybe... try it out first?"