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Call of the White wolf fifty eight
Logan paced the library again, his mind at unease. This time the library had been cleaned and the books that had littered the floor had been returned to their rightful place. The whole place was looking as a library should look.However, the man who paced its length was feeling very restless again. Logan could not exactly pinpoint the reason for his restlessness, all he knew was that he needed answers, and fast too. He felt like he would go crazy if he didn't find the answers he was looking for.It had been ten whole days since he had first entered the library and a when week since Casper had mind linked him to come and check out the trails. Trails that had long since gone cold and had been covered by the wolf prints of other wolves that had walked that perimeter. Trails that led nowhere.Logan sighed and stopped pacing of a moment. He closed his eyes and remembered the feeling of utter hopelessness and grief that he had felt when he had seen those trails and followed it, the feeling
Call of the White wolf fifty nine
Logan snapped out of his reverie and picked up the history book, walking out of the library. These days were giving him more and more reasons to doubt everything his mate did."Damn, damn, damn!" He cursed under his breath. The hopeless feeling was back, spreading across his chest like a deadly virus. He had found the answer he was looking for, but at what price? He still did not feel any peace, neither did it make him regain his trust for Aella. If anything, he was even more wary of her.So many questions raged through his head. Where did she come from? Was she part of this rogue pack? What was she not telling him? Were his mother and his mate somehow related?All these questions and more were raging through his head. He was confused and angry. At Aella, at the rogue wolf pack, at himself, at the Goddess. He did not know what unforgivable sin he had committed for him to be punished like this, but he felt that it was extremely unfair. He had been all a good alpha should be to this pa
Call of the White wolf sixty
There was an uncomfortable silence among the men as she walked in. They all stared at her like she was an alien who had fallen from the roof, until one of them men cleared his throat and spoke: "Uh, help us how?" He asked."I'm glad you asked, gentleman." She said and spread her hands. "My mother who is the former alpha's sister got mated to a Lycan from a southern pack. Because of this, she had to move over to Southern U.S to live with her mate. That was where I was born and bred too. But despite I've been around the world for a better part of my life, I still hold claim there and I can summon my fellow Lycans from that pack when I need their help. I could call on them to join us in battle against the rogues." She said.All the make wolves stared at her in shock. Louve could clearly read the expressions on their faces and she knew that they were all surprised that a mere woman could come up with a solution where they had all failed. She smirked in self-appraisal. So much for "women s
Call of the White wolf sixty one
"Voila!" Casper whispered, looking over Logan's shoulder at the journal. This was just what they had been searching for.Logan almost cried out in joy at the revelation. The entry in this journal had finally confirmed the fact that there was truly a rogue tribe, whose markings was a crescent shaped tattoo. And in the history book that Logan had read, he had found out that the leader of the tribes usually arrived to claim other territories as their own. to "expand their followership" as the history book had put it. This would explain why they had been catching spies all over their borders, and the issue of the killings too.Logan turned to look at his beta, whose face mirrored the happiness that Logan was sure was on his face too. He closed the dusty journal and handed it to Casper, who collected it and held it close. Then they both walked out of the archive room with their heads held high.Logan felt as though he was walking on bubbles that could not be deflated by any sad thought. Al
Call of the White wolf sixty two
Logan and Casper were about to leave when the man made that last statement. Logan paused, then turned back and crouched before the man again, his eyes narrowed dangerously."What did you just say again?" He whispered.The rogue wolf laughed, a raspy laugh that sounded like several consecutive gasps being pulled out of him with a hook. "Well well. Look who's interested in information now.""You are going to severely regret this if you don't talk now." Logan threatened, moving closer to the wolf and staring into his eyes.The wolf inched forward on his bottom and stared back. "And I am repeating this. There is nothing you think you want to do to me that would be greater than what my own master would do if I betray him. Trust me, Alpha. There is nothing in this world that could be more torture for me. Compared to his, this place is like heaven for me. So, watch my mouth go zip."Logan frowned with disbelief and broke eye contact with the man. He had never met a man so stubborn and defian
Call of the White wolf sixty three
The screams coming from behind the pack house jolted Aella from her fitful sleep. Wild instincts kicked in immediately and she rolled off from the bed and landed nimbly on her feet, her teeth bared in a growl and her fangs extended. Her eyes were glowing amber and darting around, looking for any intruder. She was almost halfway into her wolf form as white hair was beginning to sprout on her arms and legs.A few seconds later, she realised that the screams were not because of any intruder. She slowly relaxed, her fangs and claws retracting and her fur going back to normal. Her fight or flight instincts were so sharpened from living in the woods all her life, that any alien noise or sound was enough for her to go into full wolf form and attack any moving object.Aella took another good look around her room to be sure that it wasn't someone trying to attack her. When she confirmed that the sounds hadn't been from an invader, she sighed and wanted to go back to bed. But as she climbed the
Call of the White wolf sixty four
Louve dragged Aella out of the pack house and towards the underground bunker, which was a couple of metres away from the large pack house and towards the pack gardens. Louve could see from this distance, a gaping hole in the ground about six metres wide and four metres long.There were several workers situated at the mouth of the bunker. They were constructing a sort of elevation at the mouth of the bunker with smooth stones gotten from the creek. The dark gaping hole of the bunker reminded Louve of the wells that were common to her hometown of Texas. The male wolves in her father's pack used to dig those wells for irrigation when she was a kid, and she had fallen into quite a number of shallow ones while growing up.They got to the mouth of the bunker and she looked around. The workers all looked harried and rushed. Their grim faces mirrored the subdued feeling of anticipated danger that Louve had been feeling for several days now. She could sense feelings and emotions better than mo
Call of the White wolf sixty five
Louve led Aella to her room and stayed for a couple of minutes, after which Aella said she wanted to sleep. After wishing her a good sleep, Louve left the room.She had no idea what to do next as she was still holding a grudge with her mate and her only friend was asleep. There was no one else she would rather talk to. After much deliberation, she decided to head to Logan's study and while away time with him for a while. It was evening and the bell for dinner would soon be rung anyway.She got to his study and met the door tightly closed. She knocked, thinking that perhaps he was having a private moment. When she heard a muffled "Come in!" she opened the door and walked in, closing it quietly behind her.She met Jesse the gamma seated in front of her cousin. He was having a discussion about the patrol team with the alpha and he stopped as she came in. Logan looked up briefly as she came in and raised his eyebrows, clearly asking why she was here without speaking.Louve made a non-comm
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