All Chapters of Legacy of the Wolf: War of the Wolves: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The moment Mj stepped away from Casper in search of his phone Ace approached her, “we should call the Alpha first little sister,” he whispered and Mj smirked at him, “careful commander, you keep talking like that and your big bad wolf persona might be tarnished,” she mused and Ace only shook his head, “I’m serious Mj, you might be running the show but Azreal-,” Mj put her hands up in surrender, “relax Ace I know the drill,” she said almost irritated and as she snagged his phone from his hand he crossed his arms and frowned at her. Mj only shrugged, “mine’s dead,” she explained in a carefree tone as she attempted to access his contacts. Ace smirked and cocked his head to the side, “you know it has a-,” the commander began before he watched the assassin punch in a few characters and immediately unlock the phone. Ace’s jaw almost dropped to the floor as Moxie held his belly laughing. Ace shot Moxie a displeased look as Mj began scrolling through his contacts, “how the fuck did you do th

Although Mj and Lila had been in the middle of a very deep conversation about the state of Azreal’s mental well-being, the assassin found herself drowning out the words Lila was saying while she concentrated on the strange pitted feeling deep inside herself. Every now and again while they had been talking, Mj thought she heard the distant sound of a wolf’s whimper. The sound acted like a snowball effect, it sounded so familiar she tried to think back to where she may have heard it before, but every time she tried to nail down the memory it seemed to vanish. Like a dream you could remember as long as you didn’t think about it. Mj was pulled from her merry-go-round thought process as Lila squeezed her arm, “you ok Mj,” she asked and the stubborn and slightly embarrassed assassin shook her head, “yea, I’m sorry Lila I don’t know whether it’s these ridiculous headaches or my heat or this rescue bullshit, but my mind just can't seem to focus on any one thing.'' She admitted and Lila let g

It was the morning of the full moon fire ceremony and Mj felt miserable, she hadn’t slept very well even though she went straight to bed after her strange run in with the old assassin. Mj was absolutely certain she had not meant to kiss him but when their eyes connected and the concern she found behind his gaze melted her heart, she couldn’t help herself. He looked almost vulnerable in his lust filled haze, and it tickled at some memory she was keeping locked away. Her head still had a very dull ache and she was pretty sure she had dreamt of talking to a wolf last night, but every time she tried to concentrate on recalling it the same detail would change. One moment she was remembering a regal obsidian black wolf with thick fur and a booming voice, the next she was seeing a maroon red wolf who looked thin and weak. She had spent a fair amount of her time pacing in Sam’s room trying to figure it out, but a rapid knocking at the door pulled her from her thoughts. “Beta says you better n

Mj held her shoes in her hands as she ran through the pack grounds toward the buzzing music and gathering crowd. She stumbled up to the large podium where the Beta, Alpha, and their children were standing. Azreal gave Mj a quick glance, and she gave a slight nod as Lila began to fuss over her wind whipped hair, “Beta it’s in a ponytail it's fine,” she tried as Lila started to run her fingers over the assassin’s scalp and Aliza just giggled, “she shouldn't race in the halls hu mommy,” the small girl giggled and Briella joined the gleeful giggle that erupted between the crowd. Adler tugged on Azreal’s coattails, “daddy can I take off my jacket now,” he asked and Azreal shook his head, “not yet buddy, after we leave the platform and start the party you can,” he mentioned and Adler crossed his arms with a pout, “Mj got to take her shoes off,” he complained and Azreal laughed, “she was running fast to get here she will put them on,” the Alpha promised as Mj begrudgingly slipped on the ver

As quickly as possible, Dante made his way back up to the pack house and inside, then spun down several halls until he began to try to open a large singular door. “If you put me down, you can just open it,” Mj hummed in amusement, and as Dante looked down at her he was both pleased and disappointed to find her eyes clear of pain. He set her feet gingerly on the floor and as he opened the door and turned to her his mouth almost hit the floor. She was still dressed in her very form fitting pantsuit, but she had taken off her shoes and jacket. The top she wore consisted of a collar and no shoulders. It simply looped around her neck and then left the back completely open until it reached mid-waist and reappeared. Leaving the entirety of her back exposed, while the front appeared to look like a dark silk button up. Dante’s mouth fell open and Mj rolled her eyes as she walked past him into the darkened room. Dante flipped on the lights and Mj hummed a small laugh. “You whisked me away to a