Grâce à moi, une de tes exes est heureuse. Tu n'es qu'une manipulatrice, une pauvre égoïste
Mdr, mais encore ?T'es venue me chercher jusque là pour si peu ?
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Grâce à moi, une de tes exes est heureuse. Tu n'es qu'une manipulatrice, une pauvre égoïste
Mdr, mais encore ?T'es venue me chercher jusque là pour si peu ?
What scared me most wasn't what I’d become…it was that I could still recognize myself, inside the beast.
Am I really the sort of enemy you want to make?
I don’t know how to be sad, I don’t know what to do with myself
It’s the nights that are the worst.
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I will hunt.
It was the first and most primal drive of every werewolf, a keen eagerness to hunt, to kill, to rend and tear and make blood paint the forests they ran in.
Their eyes could still be human, their body a wolf, but their mind was moulded by magic to see magic-users and muggles alike as nothing but meat for the feast.
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