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I tell him, before I start running to hide, pulling Issac along with me. Issac and I find a spot behind a bush and sit down, waiting. “So, did you learn anything from this book?” I ask and he nods. “Maybe.” He pulls the book out of his back pocket and starts going through the pages. The wolf senses and light from the moon making reading in the dark, while still hard not impossible. He stops at a page and shows it to me. “Apparently, if this book knows anything real, there’s like a whole pack ran by a golden wolf. Like even now, the golden wolf is like their Alpha.” He explains and I take the book to read over it.

A werewolf was usually marked once and if by any chance, she was rejected, it became hard to find a second-chance mate. Not everyone was lucky but it did happen. That's why she put more of her time into her cloth making. It was how she earned money, yet it still scared her that she may die a lone wolf. Helen had heard many heartwarming stories about the werewolf who had telekinesis, a great warrior, and a handsome beau. Alpha Max was every woman's dream man but there were stories that he fancied and paid no attention to any female. There were unconfirmed stories of how a virgin wolf had sneaked into his chambers at night hoping tokeemaa asa when he lost his wife.

“Can you do this?” A hard wipe of a sleeve. “Yeah. Okay.” They stepped—two fire teams, bounding overwatch—under the dark skirts of the trees. The first hit fell. A massive werewolf dropped from the branches like a boulder of fur and teeth, smashing into Linda. Claws tore armour like paper. She screamed, hands scrabbling at slick hide. “Help me!” Tara’s scream ripped free as the others opened up—muzzles strobing the gloom. Rounds thudded; the beast barely flinched. It bit, wrenched—Linda’s trachea came away in its jaws; a red arc painted the pavement.

My sons standing beside her and defying me, marking her, both of them! The memory made my wolf rage. “She is not an Alpha,” I said, “She’s not even a wolf.” The Elders exchanged glances. Virel spoke quietly. “Then explain what we all felt.” I said nothing. Because there was no explanation. Only questions. Ancient ones. Kravos studied my silence carefully. “There are stories,” he said, “Old bloodlines.” My gaze snapped to him. “Legends,” he continued slowly, “Creatures who could command wolves without being wolves themselves.”

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So this was Abigail and Hunter Levisay. I hope I did justice to both of them. I am open to positive criticism. If you have not read Alpha Ezequiel’s fated mate. Go and read it. Because its nineteen chapters are free. Even if you are not into the werewolf genre then just unlock five to six chapters. If you don’t like it, then leave that. Yup. Leave it. But let me tell you, it’s not about the werewolf but the romance you want to enjoy.

Poor Alpha werewolf, bet he never thought he would be submitting to a human. NO ACTION REALLY IN THIS CHAPTER, BUT IT IS PACKED WITH INFORMATION. IT'S GOOD TO HAVE INFORMATION CHAPTERS. IT ADDS DEPTH TO STORIES. SO NO COMPLAINING LOL JK. COMPLAIN IF YOU WANT.

’ Ricardo didn’t understand what to say now, he thought how could he say this. He took a breath. Ishu again said to him, ‘ok, don’t be upset, I know where the vampires are mentioned, werewolves are mentioned too.’ Ricardo said, ‘what? but Why?’ Ishu replied, ‘yes, have you never listened to vampires and werewolf stories in your childhood I thought they were fake but I was wrong.’ Ricardo looked at him, ‘so now what you think about werewolves and vampires?’ Ishu replied, ‘nothing but a werewolf saved my life in the forest from many vampires.’

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

Ralph's POV Amid the innocent pages of a seemingly children's tale, one narrative captivated my attention, aligning with my understanding of Athena. “Tala, I believe this is what we're searching for,” I shared with excitement. “What's it about?” She inquired, leaning in for a closer look. “A mysterious werewolf possessing telepathic abilities and an imposing wolf. Originating from a potent lineage, she holds the power to both create and destroy,” I read aloud.