First-Person POV Werewolf 웹소설 & Twisted 스토리

⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ “Luna? Do you really think you deserve to call yourself that? If you believe you're capable, then prove it. Show me exactly how you plan to take the Alpha's Knot.” ༺ ✦ ༻ This is pure werewolf fantasy for adults. Expect untamed cravings, intense pack dynamics, LGBTQ+ relationships, group encounters, threesomes, foursomes, knotting, breeding themes, dominance and submission, Humiliation kink, public encounters, and unapologetic primal passion. This story explores dark hunger, unconventional relationships, and the wild side of pack life. If intense pack dynamics and unrestricted adult themes aren't your thing, this book may not be for you.

They called her the weakest omega in the pack. They were wrong. Cambria "Brie" Moonfall has spent nineteen years being invisible, found abandoned on pack land during a no-moon night, raised among wolves who saw her sensitivity as fragility and her silence as submission. She learned early that staying small kept her alive. What she never learned is that the instincts keeping her hidden aren't weakness at all. They're power. Rare, dangerous, unmapped power that no one in the Snowdon pack has seen in generations. Damien Devonshire has been watching her since he was thirteen. He tells himself it's because his wolf senses prey. He's wrong too.  

Beware of the Night Alpha. A dangerous shadow, the wraith of vengeance. He is a darkness feared by all, a plague to be avoided, and a river that drowns quicker than a sharp sword cut through the softest surface. Who am I? I am Lady Alenna of House Grewin. A powerful wolf clan known for their nobility and strength. To retain that reputation, my father sorted out the Night Alpha to either take him down or put a tame on him. Little was he informed of the ferocious beast he hunts. Now the Night Alpha has come for my people in retaliation for my father’s hunt. He is to slaughter us all if the moon hadn’t intervened and cast me the fated half of the bastard. I’ve always been a lover of the dark, but something about the darkness he’s made of gives aid to my nightmares. Will I survive? Or is this an end like I’ve predicted?