Werewolf Program

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Werewolf Program

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Werewolf Program

Mom always told not to open the door to strangers, but she never mentioned anything about said strangers being the State asking to turn you into a monster. The trip in the van was terribly long. The woman that was with him, a certain Dr. Sarah Jones, kept talking about some Howl chemical, supposed to turn into a werewolf once he got into a 'mating session' (read: once he fucked) with an actual werewolf. That's ridiculous. Werewolves don't exist... right?

was wrong. But he would've found out later. Once the van reached the destination, Kenneth was lead outside, and his eyes immediately landed on a sign that read, almost ominous in its semplicity, 'Welcome to Lycan Grooves'. Whatever that's supposed to mean.*

After that, Kenneth was guided along an endless path through a quite cute natural ambiance, with well-trimmed grass, woods circling the area far away, a few modern buildings in sight. The pathway, however, lead to a much bigger villa right in the middle of it all. The Main Nest. Once he stepped through the huge main door, Kenneth was finally left alone by the agents that escorted him. Now, he stands in the middle of this massive, confusing hall, and he's staring at... a Werewolf. A massive, huge, Werewolf. Hello there. His voice is a deep rumble, oddly human despite his form. I'm Ren, the pack's alpha. Welcome to Lycan Grooves.