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In a flash of an eye all three of them were dire wolves running through the woods, wild, free. Not for long, Pearl knew she needed to go back to the mortal realm and save Ethan. END OF BOOK 1

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“I know, my beloved mate. Come, let me carry you. I will take you to somewhere safe.” “Nowhere is safe here, Danshak. Look around you, look at the madness surrounding us. We are doomed!” “No, my love. We are not doomed. The Prime Alpha is still alive, so there is yet hope. Stay with me.” Erin wanted to believe his words so badly but the reality around them was so bleak and so hopeless. She managed to gingerly get up to a sitting position on her hind legs with his help, and as she lifted her head, she saw a sight that terrified her. The white werewolf on the hill was no longer howling, but instead, it was looking directly at the battleground with glowing eyes. Its sight was trained on the Pri

Nothing was set in stone. “Of course, sir,” he conceded. “Listen, son,” the Alpha turned to him. “I know you think it’s because I have little faith in you. You might not have been born a wolf, but you were made to be one.” At that moment, a silver blade tore through the air, zipping straight for Ardglass’ head. However, without even straying his eyes from the young lycan, his hand moved up and caught the weapon near the tip in between his index and middle finger. One flex later, the blade snapped in two, clattering to the dirt floor in a broken heap.

I did my best to keep abreast of her actions while I now struggled with two unruly mounts. “I can assure you, wolf, that it won’t be me,” she said. She’d used the same tone of voice when she said ‘wolf’ as he had when he said ‘vampire’ while she walked, steadily, toward him with a display of such confidence that I couldn’t help being envious of it. I was convinced that I was about to see a life and death fight between a very bitchy -and scary- vampire and a sadistic and cruel werewolf alpha.

It is too soon! Admittedly, Tatyana was far more familiar with the ways of a vampire, even if the ones she’d lived amongst were mutants. She’d listened to enough conversations and snuck enough books out of Wadim’s library to read in the recesses of the den when no one was around to make her a fairly proficient resource where vampires were concerned. The werewolf, which was also known as the lycanthrope, or lycan for short, was something she knew very little about. Now, she was locked in a motel room on the outskirts of Middletown, New York with a man whose human side hadn’t yet allowed the lycan side to take complete control, but it was a daily battle with him as the cycle of the moon prog

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The word felt heavy, like something I had heard in stories but never in real life. He nodded. “Yes. Werewolves live in packs. Think of it like a family but also like a company. The Alpha is like the manager or the leader. They make decisions for the good of everyone. Under the Alpha there is the Beta, who helps lead and keep order, and then the Gamma who takes on other duties. It is a hierarchy; a system that keeps the pack strong.”

’ 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.