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Zeke noticed the small boypale at the mention of turning and kissed his neck softly to reasure him. His hold tightening in another attempt at comfort. As they sat in silence for a bit Zeke closed his eyes and basked in the joy of having his Mate in his arms. It was something he had only dreamed of as a cub. Like most Zeke was born not bit, he was a Natural Werewolf. Meaning he was quite large and could if in danger turn whenever, all he needed was enough adrenalin and the will to change. "Thats a hard question." He said softly "I am a Natural Were, meaning I have the ability to change in times of great stress or on the moon. I do not go crazy yet go into instinct mode. I will not hurt you, nor will my pack. You will be protected by all my Pack during times of change and when we are in Human skin." He explained softly. "You see movies make us seem like killers, which some are dont get me wrong. But those are rogues and loners gone crazy from loniless that hunt people. Rogues hunt for the thrill of killing and will hunt humans. But this town is split between my Pack and the Enderwood Pack. My Pack's name is Hemmingway, it is also my last name" He said proudly and puffed his chest out just slightly with pride.
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