Wolfgang hurt. The spells hit his hair, thick like fur and protected against most minor spells but this was bigger than that. Wolfgang didn't understand this though. All he knew was that he was under attack. This was his territory and it was his duty to protect his land and his mate. Wolfgang...
Wolfgang's mind had been blank up until the moment that the chain dropped. To clarify Wolfgang was no Were but he was close. He had been an expirament with werewolf venom. Dympna had been wanting to make a synthetic werewolf that could be controlled by wizard kind. A Wolfman if one could call it...
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