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We got back to our accommodation without any detours.

Tyler looked like he used to.

He even held the door open for me, which I found a little exaggerated.

But he was smiling so happily that I didn't want to spoil his mood.

I was pretty tired by now and to be honest I was looking forward to bed.

Will Tyler really sleep in the same room with me tonight?

Last time something came up again. Although I honestly didn't think it was so important that it couldn't be postponed until the next day and then there was the whole drama with the basement where we were locked during the full moon night.

Come to think of it, it was probably a good thing that Tyler didn't tell me about the bite thing until afterwards.

Knowing that, I would have had an incredible amount of panic, but nothing happened, at least in our room.

To be honest, I had always imagined the wolf figures to be terrifying too. Which was probably largely due to the attack against me as a child. Something like that could lead to nothing else than fear of the werewolves, especially if they weren't in human form.

That didn't mean werewolves couldn't terrify or scare me, though.

After all, they were still, by human understanding, supernatural beings that were so much more powerful than we are.

I don't even want to imagine the horrors of the people back then, at the time of the overthrow. After all, the werewolves didn't seem to have had a particularly difficult time. From a human perspective, they had made it all over the world in just a few weeks.

And when I compared that to the wars we learned about in school that took place before the werewolf era, it was nothing.

After all, these had lasted for years, if not decades, and had also brought about a great deal of suffering.

Even if I still couldn't imagine that humans were capable of similar cruel deeds as werewolves.

After all, those without a guilty conscience had cost millions, if not billions, of lives.

Even now we humans were still oppressed.

Yet for the better part of two hundred years, most of the werewolves' reasons why it was better to oppress humans no longer applied.

But maybe there was a chance after all.

If Tyler really did become the next alpha here and really got that much more power. I would then probably have something to say as his companion, at least I would hope so. And then I could definitely do some things better for people, step by step.

Although there would probably be no sudden, huge upheaval and people would be as free again overnight as they were before the werewolves, but with many small steps it could definitely succeed.

Only for that I would have to become a werewolf myself, willy-nilly, and I also had to hope that my voice would work again.

could i do that ? Would it all work the way I imagined?

Or maybe it was just some stupid fantasy that just popped up in my head?

Damned! What should I do now? And how did I actually come up with this rather daring idea?

After all, apart from my family, I didn't care about most people. They were never particularly interested in me either. And of the people who meant something to me, two were dead, so only my sister was left.

Maybe I should focus more on them. After all, Maria had done so incredibly much for me.