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I answered as I spoke into the microphone placed in front of me. A woman raised her hand, who I recognized as Alpha Mira of the Solitary Pack. She had my respect because she was the only female Alpha I had come across and regulating a pack was a hard task. “Why don't we all join forces then? After all, the war is bound to affect everyone; Every supernatural being and even humans,” she spoke in a genteel tone. She had a point, but a werewolf’s pride was intoxicating. This was something she wouldn't understand because women were selfless and thought of what would be best for everyone. But that was not the case here amid power-hungry men, who only thought selfishly.

The Alpha Summit is a highly exclusive gathering of the most powerful werewolves in the world, and I know it's impossible to get an invitation without being a high-ranking member of the werewolf community. I stand still, staring at him without blinking, letting the silence stretch between us. I can see his hands shaking, and I can smell his fear, though he tries to hide it. Finally, I speak. "You will have to bring Aurora to me first," I say, my voice even and cool. "Only then will I consider helping you." Carl's face falls, and I can tell he's not used to being denied. "But how can I bring her to you without your help?" he asks, his voice slightly trembling. I shrug. "That's not my problem,

Asher said, handing her phone over to her. “Oh! Thank you," She grabbed it from Asher, without a second thought. Asher tilted his head as they both walked back to the pack house. A notification popped on her phone's screen. It was a message from Axel. “Hey Annatoria, did you check out the news about Manga?" Axel had texted. “No, I didn't. What's it about?" She responded back. "There you go,” He replied, after forwarding a particular link to her. When she clicked on the link, it was a video of Manga. He came out publicly to confess that he was a werewolf….a Lycan Alpha.

Blood splashed the grass as James ruthlessly assaulted his wolf, treating him like a rebellious little pup. Seeing an opportunity, Robert's goons rushed towards the distracted Alpha wolf. "Brother, look out!" I cried, but my warning came too late. James abandoned the injured black wolf, turning to face the approaching threat. With a mighty brush of his paw, he sent one goon flying, using his body to knock back the others. The sound of shattering bones and anguished screams filled the air. Realizing that they were outmatched, the remaining goons rushed to Robert's side, desperately trying to lift his wounded wolf form. But their efforts were pointless, and soon they were escaping as Robert sh

In fact, she had begun the moment we’d set foot outside the Lunar Labs HQ. Darren squeezed my hand once before stepping forward to address the camera. “My name is Darren Avarise,” he began. “Many of you know me not only as the CEO of Lunar Labs, but also as a werewolf. Last time you saw me, I was the leader of a small pack known as Moonglow. But now, I come to you as the Alpha King of all the werewolves—the chosen leader of our people, and the leader of our movement.” For the next fifteen minutes, we took turns speaking about our vision. We told them about our wedding, about the humans who had found safety among werewolves, about children like Lucas who deserved a future without fear.

I admitted, "As nothing good comes free." "So, what's your price? What does it have to do to have this freedom you promise us?" I smiled, "It's something I'm sure you get a kick out of. I'll ask my witch to relieve you of your pains, give you a rebirth, and in return, you be my army." "Your army? And who the hell are we fighting?" "Alpha Ryder." I said firmly, and I watched as they all bulked. "Are you trying to get us killed?" One of the women asked in fear.

“Yes, and prove yourself you have. Tell me about your charity.” “Werewolf Liberation Fund helps displaced werewolves build skills, gain knowledge, find jobs, and homes. All at no cost to the wolf. Every penny that our workers made has been invested right back into our charity. We’ve been lucky to have many professionals donate their time and expertise to helping the wolves in our care.” “And what about the rumors that the Werewolf Liberation Fund is behind the massive werewolf exodus from Oconee.”

Alpha Rey's job was to be the main attacker and make sure the herd remained standing to fight the enemies. Alpha Aric looked at me with hatred. “You will all pay dearly for every drop of blood that comes out of my army! The werewolf packs that unite into an alliance will destroy you all. And we will plunder all the riches of the Blood Pack realm that you guarded so desperately!” he shouted ferociously, venting his anger at us.

I crouched down and seized the middle-aged werewolf by the throat. "What were you doing here?" I said coldly. "Tell me the truth." My fingers tightened as I spoke. The middle-aged werewolf screamed, "Alpha Arthur! Please let me go! I haven't done anything yet! It was her! That she-wolf made me do it. She told me to assault her and record everything. She promised me a large sum afterward!" I smiled after hearing that, patted his face, and pointed at Elsa. "How much did she offer you? Do it to her instead. Record it, and I'll pay you double."

Mock me for thinking that I can be with William for life. 'You should know as well as I do that our kind is above such action. And though I do not... approve of your relationship with the Alpha, that does not mean I will like it if you two call it off on such a depressing note. I'm your wolf, who acts as a werewolf's conscious, as his guide. I am not your puppet master.'