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I follow him, and my eyes land on another hot specimen. He is Mateo Cruz, the heir of BlackClaw pack. Together, these three are the hottest, the most famous and the strongest predators of MoonVeil Academy, infamously called the predatory trio. In short, every girl's subject of wet dreams. "I thought there were no waiters around," Mateo says, breaking my illusion. Waiter? I force my brain to stop admiring his vibrant green eyes, reminding me of a forest, and start objecting to their rude behaviour.

“Do you really believe that you can defeat a Lycan, Ianos? I believe that it is the one reason why you are choosing to fight the demon king, knowing that though he is born of a sin, he is no match to my power. His sons are half breeds, they can’t compete with you. But I, I am not only the Alpha of Alphas, but you chose me because you know that I am the one thing that you cannot control.” I looked at Alvize whose eyes were fixed on the Lycan for a moment before their eyes met. A command was set, and Alvize looked at me for a second as I got up from the ground, careful not to make too much noise. I knew that things were going to have to come to an end, though where they were going or how they

Time seemed to stand still as the night unfolded its mysteries and the attendees reveled in the moment, savoring every sip, every bite, and every shared memory. Ansel is a type of werewolf who rarely prayed to their Goddess. And when he did, he never stops asking until the deity answers, serenading her with words and poetry so beautiful that perhaps it was the reason why he remained as a Beta even with his father’s death—and father’s legacy and status as an Alpha that comes before Cal, who killed Alpha Jonas and his heir and wife just to end his tyranny. “You know what, Giro. Your Alpha loves to talk to himself,” Alain chuckled, sensing his pondering again.

Wolves of The Dark Moon Series Book 1- Alpha Rick (chapters 1- 81) Book 2- Alpha Black and His Luna (chapter 82 onward) Book 3- The Beta’s Obsession (coming soon) Olivia The pain. It's too much.

Jasper Claud and Brando growled through a spew of vitriol, raising the hair on the back of Jasper’s neck, whilst the elegant she-wolf who had admitted him put her arms around the other woman, whose distress had been forgotten by her husband in his outrage. Jasper kept his eyes on the two men, tensing ready to push Reid behind him if either male attacked. They were big, experienced alpha wolves, but Jasper was quicker, leaner, and fitter than them both. If they attacked him, he would lose, but he would do his best to protect Reid. He stroked his hand over the curve of Reid’s skull.

Trigger Warning This book contains numerous controversial subjects that may trigger or upset some readers including detailed scenes of death, violence, sexual content, kidnapping, sexual abuse, war, mentions of abortion, possible miscarriage, cheating, and LGBTQ+ relationships. Viewer discretion advised! *** Frey I've heard of she-wolves that were left to fend for themselves after discovering that they were pregnant.

’ that was my thought in action as I stared vacantly at the beautiful woman before me. Despite being a very shameful thing among we shifters, I not only slept with Janet in secret, but I had also marked her inadvertently. During heat, it is usually established that the Alpha male and Luna belonged to each other. But I had no Luna. It wasn't a shameful thing that I mated the other she-wolves of the Pack, it was more shameful when it was an Omega. Janet was the most beautiful shifter in my Pack, the Crescent Pack. And that gave me a sense of pride. She was a trophy I owned, but it never lasted. It all ended the day she was killed.

I turn on my heels to look at Alpha Dan, "What did you say?" "That the Enforcers were not pla–" I put a hand in the air, and he stops talking. "Before that! You said something about vampires!" "Yes! Vampires led the pack of rogues that attacked us," Alpha Dan says, looking at me. What the fuck? Since when have the vampires allied with the rogue werewolves? There's something about this whole thing that I don't like. "I want to see the bodies." Alpha Dan nods, "We haven't yet burned the bodies. Do you need me to call the doctor of the pack?"

Dead hunters lay torn in shreds their sticky blood frozen into macabre streams. "She's not here!" Ava roared, plunging her blade into the nearest wolf. She tugged the blade out from the whimpering shifter and kicked it away. Her eyes searched the bodies, she only saw black and white fur, no red. The wolf at her feet began to try to lift itself up and crawl away. With a growl, she spun and thrust her blade into the back of its neck, rendering it still.

Right now, Ari needed to be held, needed to know that he hadn’t been abandoned, that his predator had come back for him. So I held him. Pressed my face into his hair, inhaled him like he was the only thing keeping me alive. Let my hands memorize the fragile curve of his back, the way his body fit into mine as though it had always been meant to. “You’re safe,” I murmured against his skin. “With me, you’re safe.” And under my breath, quieter, darker, so only the bond would carry it: And they’re already dead. Because Ari might not have named them. He might not have told me who. But prey doesn’t need to point out predators.