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Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

because it wasn’t forcing anymore. it was offering. Control. Certainty. No doubt. No risk. and for some that was enough. “No,” I said, stepping forward pulling one of them back not with force with presence. “Stay with me.” The wolf froze. just for a second. the hesitation real. because the choice was still there. but weaker now. because the Alpha was learning how to present it. not as control. as relief. zayden saw it. the same moment. the same shift.

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“I wasn’t given any choice, Sire. So please, state your business so that we can resolve it and I can get back to my life. As I think you can see, there isn’t much of it left.” Then she folded her hands in her lap and glared at me, waiting. ***** NEED MORE WHILE YOU WAIT FOR UPDATES? I have two other COMPLETE werewolf books here on GN: My Alpha Teacher's Pet (exclusive to GN!) Hunted by My Alpha I hope you enjoy them!

Even with how cold it was, they stayed nice and erect. “Talia, leave!” Blake finally mindlinked me. I was about to shift into my wolf when one of the men grabbed me, pulling me against his body. Shit, this wasn’t part of the plan. What am I going to do? “No!” I yelled loudly, frantic, trying to get away from him. And he froze. Completely froze. “Everyone, stop!” I yelled again with the same passion, and they all couldn’t move. That’s right! Alex had told me someone with alpha blood could do that. I was delighted with my power as I was able to pull away from them and shift into my wolf, sprinting back into the woods from where I came.

Ever since she'd seen the news about the release of Wolf in her New Reviews magazine, she'd had a feeling in her gut this was where she needed to look. Jamie had credited a lot of her information to a book titled Legends of the Werewolf. Lia had read and reread the notes her great-grandmother had handed to her in those last sad moments. Notes that told about generations past that came here from Romania and grew the pack. This had to be the book. Legends of the Werewolf. Surely there couldn't be two books with the exact same title.

Irritated, I pulled it away from him and closer to myself. "Sorry. I couldn't help myself. I'm always so interested in myths and legends. The stories are so amazing. I'd just never seen that one before, the one you were looking at. About wolves that are cursed to remain as humans. That's like... A twisted version of the werewolf story." He kept rambling on, telling the story of creation and how all 'supernatural' beings were created. I didn't know how this pertained to me because I was a wolf and nothing else but I was drawn to Motty's story and when he was done, looking up at me like he expected me to have a question of some kind, I realized that this must be it. This must be the informant

He found it hilarious that I was into werewolf romance novels. “So you have a thing for hot werewolf alphas?” He chuckled. “You know some of those stories are stupid, don’t you? Especially that one. What’s it called? Yeah, The Alpha’s Destiny. Werewolves don’t have powers nor do they live until they’re ten thousand. That author must be on some crack.” He shook his head. “Well, it’s better than the zombie comics you have stashed under your bed,” I retorted. “If you don’t stop making fun of my reading materials, I will show Valko your nerd stash,” I warned.

His groans echoed off the chamber walls, low and guttural, like a wolf savoring its prey. “Fuck, that's it,” he growled, his hips rocking forward, pushing deeper with each pass. One hand tangled in my long auburn hair, then slid to the back of my head, fingers curling tight. He shoved his cock deeper, forcing it down my throat until my nose pressed against the coarse hair at his base. I gagged, tears pricking my eyes, but I didn't pull away, omegas didn't refuse their Alpha. He held me there, grinding against my face, his balls slapping my chin as he used me relentlessly. Saliva dripped down my chin, mixing with the slick sounds of his thrusts.

Erin couldn’t be more proud of her father. “And that ends the senseless war started by my step-brother, Nikjin Whitehound,” Vak Smallchief announced when all of his enemies were finally dead. “Today shall be remembered in our history as the day regained my honor and my status as your supreme leader, the Prime Alpha, and the Alpha King of all werewolves. Now, to honor the memory of all those we have lost in this fight and as a salute to every survivor here tonight, we shall howl seven times to the moon. It has provided us with the light we needed to see and defeat our enemies.”