write me a short story set in the village of Trogne where a group of friends who are students of IHEID including Justin, Raphael, Pierre, Yannic, Lara, Max, Mathilde, Michael, Ravini, and Polina are staying at a chalet but one of them is secretly a werewolf
It was a cold and snowy night when the group of friends decided to take a break from their studies at IHEID and head to the village of Trogne for a weekend getaway. The chalet they rented was cozy and perfect for them to relax and enjoy the snow. 

Little did they know that one of their friends, Justin, was a werewolf in secret. As the night progressed, strange noises could be heard coming from the forest outside. The group decided to investigate, but Justin was reluctant to join them. He eventually caved in and joined them, but when they got to the forest, Justin suddenly ran off. 

The group searched the forest for hours, but Justin was nowhere to be found. As they were about to give up, they heard Justin howling in the distance. When they got to the source of the howling, they saw Justin in his werewolf form. The group was shocked and scared, but eventually Justin calmed down and explained to them that he had been a werewolf all along. 

The group accepted Justin's secret and decided to keep it between them. From then on, the group became even closer than before, as if they were a family. They spent the rest of the weekend playing board games, making snowmen, and telling stories around the fire.

The werewolf in the group had accepted
In the heart of the Swiss Alps, nestled between towering pines and glistening snowdrifts, lay the quaint village of Trogne. A group of friends from the Graduate Institute of International and Development Studies (IHEID) had gathered for a weekend retreat at a cozy chalet, eager to escape the rigors of their studies. Justin, Raphael, Pierre, Yannic, Lara, Max, Mathilde, Michael, Ravini, and Polina filled the air with laughter as they unloaded their bags and settled into the charming wooden space.

As the sun dipped behind the mountains, casting a golden hue over the landscape, they lit a fire in the stone hearth. The crackling flames danced in the dim light, and the friends gathered around, sharing stories and sipping hot chocolate. But beneath the warmth of camaraderie, an undercurrent of tension lingered, unbeknownst to the others.

Ravini had kept a secret since the semester began—one that weighed heavily on her heart. She was a werewolf, cursed with a transformation that occurred every full moon. With the night approaching, she felt the familiar pull of the moon’s gravity, urging her to embrace her darker nature. She had hoped to escape the cycle for a while, but the full moon was relentless.

The friends decided to venture outside, their laughter echoing through the crisp night air. They built a snowman, engaged in snowball fights, and even attempted to make snow angels. But as the moon