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Yes, they provided me food but that doesn’t mean I should be grateful. Werewolves are enemies, they will always be. “Hunter,” said one of the werewolf guards and gave me a cup of water. I drank all of it and lean my head against the wall, thinking of what am I going to do right now. I still can’t believe that Alarick is the Alpha, he looks too young to be one, and based on my father’s stories, Alphas have beards. I embarrassed myself that day by not realizing that one of them is the Alpha.

I asked Alice who was holding two story books on her hand as we made our way towards where my driver is waiting for us after school. "It a werewolf story and you gonna love it" she said smiling. "You can take this and read I am done reading it" she muttered giving me one of the books. "No thanks I don't read such" I mumble not interested to read it. "No you have to try it out. Aria, you will love it" she assured me. "Those books are not real all the stories I heard about werewolf are just fictional" I said rolling my eyes. "Hey, when You read this you will believe it and you can even fall in love with an alpha while reading this" she smiled at me.

He answered which made sure that he wasn’t a werewolf. Very well, werewolves have got their company, their house, and even the staff in the Amber City. I never heard the werewolves being this rich. The property and the power the beta had was maybe more than Alpha does. Or maybe they really have got rich these days. Then I thought I need to go through them too now. And I don’t think Spencer knows about them. “You don’t need to say sorry. I was just asking out of curiosity. You don’t need to enclose any information if you have no idea.” Passing him the one copy of the original contract to him, I said him smiling a bit.

” Their mom held her hands to her mouth and holding her tears. “What does that mean mom?” Damon was the first to ask. “It means, something might have happened to Jonathan your father, and the person that attacked us already used the book. As you recall what happened last night.” “You are saying, those werewolves came from the book?” Zac said. “Yes Zac, Randell, freed them from the book. These werewolves were led by Tolvar the Alpha, their werewolf pack was encased and Sealed inside the book, by your grandfather the great monster slayer Emmet Pogromca.

For one, if John was indeed going to teach this guy how to be a werewolf, which he most certainly couldn’t do, he might as well not let his butler be the one to bring up the history. And it was a rather shameful one, for anyone who considered themselves a decent person. Or at least, that’s what he thought. “Okay... Where to start...?” he said, mostly to himself, still a little uncertain as to how to put it all in words. And hopefully not boring the other person or offending him. But in hindsight, he thought, this situation was indeed better than if he would tell it later. “So,” he started. “the two races are from humans who were blessed by the Moon Goddess with her magic. Or at least, that’s

“Back during the North American Werewolf War in the 60s. A whole bloody mess. Packs were getting slaughtered left and right. Moon River was losing hard…warriors dying, territory gone, shit was bad.” Okay, this already sounds dark as hell, but I'm kinda hooked. “So the Alpha back then, Orion…real old-school bastard…he gets desperate and does what no one else had the balls to do. He makes a deal with a witch.” I raise my brow. “A witch? That already sounds like a dumbass idea.” “Exactly,” Alpha Marcel says, dead serious. “She tells him she'll give Moon River power, strength, riches…whatever they need to win the war. But in exchange? They have to sacrifice one of their own every full moon.”

We always get sidetracked and I really want to know. “Maybe you should ask Alpha” he retreats. “Tell me” I urged. “you are not human Neerah. Don't ever say it to anyone. You are an alpha’s daughter. Even if you cannot shift, you have special abilities. You are a werewolf!” Alpha Cuan states with a cautionary air and I glance at him to see that he is still in his phone. He spoke it in my mind so I look away and say to Chase “right. I'll ask the Alpha”

***Amira's POV Gabriel Kosta, my father's enemy had invaded and attacked, killing my father. If he's smart he'll want to kill me too. I run, heading towards my hidden weapons as I hear the sounds of my pack fighting again. 'No!' I growl though our link. We've already lost most of our fighters. 'You want us to submit?'Beta Kindley asks. I can't let the other continue to die when I don't see a way out myself. Somehow Kosta had turned over a hundred rogue werewolves into a pack. Rogues don't usually have a pack.

"I told you. You should have stayed." Freya turns back to me with a look of horror in her eyes. Her attention is drawn back to the man enraging me, so I bend down in a swift motion, grab him by his ankle, and throw him into the fire. Freya tries to rush to him until I grab her by the throat. "Jackson," she pleas, "please no." "I'm getting what I've been waiting for since the moment you passed me by." Freya's tears start to show, making the wait worthwhile. I take an inhale only slightly disappointed she's not completely ready to devour. Stupid werewolf's blood is only pure once it appears in her mind, but Freya's is taking longer than expected.

And I’ll have to ask Aldrich if he's willing to offer his blood. After our discussion about how the first Cursed Ones gained entry into Altair, I’m convinced that Werewolves are magical beings as well. If I’m successful in carrying out the ritual, it will prove once and for all that the shapeshifting ability of the Werewolves is indeed a form of magic, and they very much deserve to live in Altair like all other magical beings.