When Werewolf turns into Werewolf Romance...
On the night of the full moon, there is no more killing, just a certain werewolf with furry ears baking you cookies in the kitchen.
The Seer no longer checks anyone's identity, only frets over whether “he secretly thought of me today.”
And the childhood friend who was supposed to hunt werewolves is staring blankly at her graduation exam question:
“Target... why did he start preparing his answer to ‘how to make you fall for him’ twenty years ahead of time?”
Here, silver is used to engrave wedding rings, and spells are for writing love letters.
A howl is a goodnight song, and transforming is just another way to hug.
The ancient rules? They've long since been rewritten as The Practical Guide to Interracial Romance.
Welcome to this guide...
Tonight, nobody gets killed. It's all sweetness.
When dawn breaks, fall in love.
