“Ms. Song, are you paying attention?” My professor asks me as I once again drift off and start daydreaming. Again. “I’m sorry mr. Wolf. I wasn’t paying attention. It won’t happen again” I assure him and try to listen to the incredibly boring lesson from the professor with the monotonous voice. He does remind me a bit of professor Snape from Harry Potter actually. Same temper, same voice and the same black, greasy hair. I take notes on my computer and try not to think of the red moon coming up. The one where wolfs get extra horny. It does become an orgy in the woods, and yes, I do enjoy it as much as any other werewolf, but it can get extremely violent and even dangerous, and that is on a regular full moon. The red moon makes the males even worse, and they get stuck in wolf form the entire
