Not So Lonely

My name is Ana Dupont, and this is my story.

I have always thought myself a loner, but that was until I had a chance encounter with the most handsome werewolf man in all of Island Dupree. He had shiny slicked-back black hair and blue eyes. And the gorgeous smile ever. As soon as our eyes met, I felt a strange connection to him. It was as if he could see right through me, and I found myself drawn to him in a way that I had never experienced before.

Despite my initial reservations, we soon struck up a conversation and discovered that we had many common interests. He was kind, thoughtful, and funny, and I found myself opening up to him in ways that I never had with anyone else.

As the night wore on, we continued to talk and laugh together, and I knew deep down that I never wanted the night to end. But eventually, the time came for us to say goodbye, and as I walked away, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the thought of never seeing him again.

Little did I know, our paths would cross again soon enough, and as we spent more time together, I realized that I had found someone who understood me in a way that no one else ever had. With him, I felt like I could truly be myself, and for the first time in my life, I didn't feel like such a loner after all.

As we continued to grow closer, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for us. But one thing was certain - no matter what happened, I knew that I had found someone truly special, and that our connection was something that would last a lifetime.

As our relationship blossomed, I began to learn more about his true nature. He revealed to me that he was a werewolf, a fact that would have frightened most people. But instead, I was intrigued and fascinated by this part of him. It only made me love him more.

But our happiness was not to last. One night, as we were walking together in the moonlight, we were ambushed by a group of hunters. They were armed with silver bullets and had come to rid the island of all werewolves.

In the chaos that ensued, my love was shot and badly wounded. I was devastated, and I knew that I had to do something to save him. With the help of a local healer, we were able to nurse him back to health, but our lives were forever changed.

We knew that we could never stay on the island, for fear of being hunted again. So, we decided to leave and start a new life together. It wasn't easy, but we were happy just to be together and alive.

Years went by, and we settled into a quiet life together, far away from the danger that had once threatened us. And every full moon, we would embrace our true natures and run wild under the stars.

Looking back, I realize that meeting my werewolf love was the best thing that ever happened to me. He showed me that true love knows no bounds, and that even the most unexpected connections can lead to the greatest happiness.