Please Forgive Me, My Little Werewolf

The sky pulled up to a thick layer of dark clouds, the moonlight above was soon covered by that layer of clouds, the whole Fidelia forest was engulfed in darkness, and each screech of wild animals passed through their teeth. In the small rock holes, there were even snakes curled up, their bodies rubbing against the damp ground, creating a horrible sound. The sound of fast footsteps came from afar, in the middle of the night, the silhouette of a man gradually appeared among the trees. Louis Thompson ran forward with all his strength, his feet seemed to be oiled with oil, each long jump in succession, he masterfully avoided the obstacles in front of him. But the large creature behind still did not let him go, in the middle of the thick black night, a sharp eye like a knife appeared, and each dog howl was emitted, hitting Louis' eardrums. Louis turned, and right behind him was a large wolf with silver fur, and blue eyes filled with murderous intent. The wolf's teeth slowly opened, sharp teeth stained with blood, and a strong fishy smell spread around. The Wolf howled, its eyes gradually changed, its irises turned from blue to a blood-red color, and its eyes glittered with stripes. Strong legs glided quickly over the cliffs, in a moment it had cornered Louis. Louis jumped back in fear, but he quickly had to stop. In front of the abyss is ten thousand miles deep, and behind is a bloodthirsty monster. After all, How could Louis do to be able to survive here? Louis' heart was tangled like silk, while he was still wondering, the giant wolf approached, growling through its teeth, drool dripping on the cold ground. For the first time, Louis Thompson understood what the end of life was, in that moment of near death, a white shadow suddenly passed by. Louis only saw the world rotate, he saw himself freely falling into the bottomless abyss, the wind whistled past his ears, the pressure was pressing on his chest cavity, and the scene below the abyss became clearer and clearer. Because Louis could not stand the change of pressure, he immediately fell unconscious, his body falling aimlessly to hold the vast air. … Louis woke up startled and looked around. The same room, the same soft Kingsize bed. There was no silver wolf at all, and there wasn't even a girl's flower-like smile. Louis once again returned to the boring daily life, returning to be the heir of the Alan corporation. Louis Thompson turned his head to look at the peacock, his eyes unfocused, his mind filled with the stimulating scene just now. He gently reached out his hand to touch the position of his heart, each beat pounding into his chest cavity, the feeling of fear still could not subside. That dream… It's so real! “Louis!” A woman's lovely voice rang in his ears. Louis was silent, a sigh was heard. "Mary?" The woman's face suddenly froze, her eyes seemed to lose something. "Louis, I'm Jade." Louis patted his forehead. “Oh, is it Jade? Haha… I have forgotten.” Jade began to look coy, she hugged Louis' strong arm, soft breasts touching his sensitive skin. Louis' pharynx moved slightly up and down, and the lower abdomen also began to harden, just early in the morning, is it so full of energy? Louis used his hand to lift the chin of the beautiful flower-like beauty, his eyes looked at Jade, but she didn't realize that, inside those pupils, there was absolutely no silhouette of her as if Louis was just looking at another person through Jade's appearance. Louis bent his head to kiss Jade's dreamy lips, large hands groped around her plump body, the monster beneath his body had also awakened. Without any foreplay, Louis directly attacked the deepest part of Jade. With the rhythmic rise and fall, the two's bodies seemed to merge into one. Jade closed her eyes to enjoy the pleasure that Louis brought, all senses became more sensitive than ever, and arousal took place right in that luxurious bedroom. … “You can go now.” - Louis left such a sentence and then put on his vest, he walked without hesitation and Jade could only watch regretfully. Jade lowered her head to look at the piles of money scattered on the bed, all in $100 denominations, the faint scent of banknotes wafting around her nose, but the allure of the money could not make Jade feel happy. What does Louis mean by doing so? Did he just see her as a one-night stand? Or rather a w***e. Jade laughed out loud, tears involuntarily rolling down her cheeks. How could she love an asshole like Louis? She even sacrificed her first night for him. Jade felt that the love had damaged her brain. But Louis did not think so, he simply saw this as solving the physiological needs of both. It was Jade who voluntarily gave it to him, completely without any compulsion. For such things, Louis felt no guilt in the slightest. … The Porsche Panamera glides fast on the highway. The surroundings gradually receded, Louis glanced out the window, for some reason, but Louis always felt that he had lost something but still could not find it. For a moment, the graceful figure of a woman appeared in Louis' mind. Outstanding platinum hair, porcelain white skin, dreamy red lips, especially those clear, talking eyes, it was those eyes that made Louis an unforgettable impression. But he didn't know where he had met that girl. Was the dream last night? This thought just flashed and then was denied by Louis himself, he could not accept that he had fallen in love with an imaginary woman that only existed in dreams. Louis raised his head, and took a huge sip of his coffee, trying to stay awake the whole way. Soon the car reached its destination, a tall building in the middle of Zeus Avenue. Louis put each foot firmly on the ground, his demeanor calm, every line on his face was visible in the sunlight of a new day.