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Amy interrupted, making me turn to find her passing me a paper that looked like it was ripped from a notebook. I took it, reading its content. “7 pm. Midnight Cove.” Scarlett’s handwriting. I huffed, before shoving it into my pocket and proceeded upstairs. I halted in my steps when the principal steps in. “Where do you think you’re going with that student, Mr. Ysrael?” the old geezer asked, his voice cold and stern. For an old man, he’s fit and huge, like the warrior he was in his old days. Brock Foster, the principal, was a retired warrior from our pack, but he got transferred to Scarlett’s pack after my father kicked him out for corruption, but in all honesty I don’t give two fucks about h

I said taking a fruit from the basket on the center table and sinking my teeth in to it. “Diane’s daughter?” Lucian asked as he paused from what he was doing. “Yes, Diane’s daughter. I keep telling you, her name is Annie.” I reminded him shaking my head. “It’s hard for me to imagine her as anyone other than who she is. The daughter of the late Alpha and Luna of Silverwoods.” He said sadly. I groaned wondering if Lucian was about to launch in to one of those his many tales about his the world had changed and become so heartbreaking and sad for them.

He felt like he was missing out on something special, something that his friends had already found. Anakin came down from his room with his bag hanging on his left shoulder, looking bored and his eyes fixed on the floor as he walked. "Bug brother!!" Ember and Astrid cake rising to him greet him. The twins were already 15 years and are also in high school. "Hey bunnies..." Anakin said after hugging his siblings. The twms went back to their seat to have their breakfast. Ashton went to his son and tried to talk to him, to assure him that going to college would be beneficial for him. He even shared a good dream he had, hoping that it might be a sign that Anakin would find his mate.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

Scarlett's mouth hung open as she asked, “What’s going on, guys?” “My gift to the twins. I’m going to look after the interior design of their playroom personally,” Andrew revealed, smirking proudly. “Did I ever tell you I love Star Wars?” “Oh,” Scarlett reacted. “I think I may have heard that from Luke because he is supposed to be Luke Skywalker -" "And I am his master Jedi," Andrew resumed, winking at Scarlett. A chuckle left Scarlett's lips. She said, "But you did not have to come and do this personally, Andrew -”

“Any woman having the Alpha’s heir would have to leave their partner or their mate! They belong to the Alpha!” “And that’s exactly why you’re no longer the Alpha.” Stunned, all of us turned to Anika as she came to stand in front of me, as if she was trying to protect me. * Anika’s P.O.V: A war? I hadn't even figured out what exactly I was and now, I was being dragged into a war? And that too because Axton or his father couldn’t keep it in their pants? What the fuck?

The nearest chair shattered against the stone wall before I had even registered moving. Splinters flew. My hands were already claws, and my breath came in ragged snarls. Ashina. My Ashina. The Phoenix, who had once burned kingdoms beside me. The wolf whose mark I bore. The woman whose scent still lived on my skin. She had agreed to give him an heir? I hurled the table aside, the polished wood crashing and breaking like a brittle lie. The silver cut across my palms when I struck the mirror, shattering my very reflection. Good. I didn’t want to see myself.

Hello everyone! this book takes place in the mix of book 1. this shows what happens to Leia after she is rescued. Leia POV There is no light at the end of this tunnel for me, if there was well then I wouldn’t know. I was living my current hell, fully conscious of what was happening but having little to no control over my own body. My wolf, Una, has been locked in some sort of cage. She looked smaller than she normally is. Her soft brown fur was mangled and rough, her once bright brown eyes were dim and dark. I shouldn't have gone to that party. I was warned about leaving the pack lands but yet my selfishness got the best of me. "She really is pretty." A man said in a slick tone. Una growled

He said calmly but the threat of his words sliced through the air as she stiffened, lowering her gaze and giving a nod. She was so uncomfortable in this library, the door was locked and his daunting presence was so very intimidating. "Tell me about yourself, your birthplace, your parents, siblings, everything." He said removing his jacket as he draped it on the couch facing her. "I was born in the night Walker pack. My m...mother was a witch who died after birthing me. My father was a wizard who took care of me. When I turned 7 he was killed by rogues while protecting me. Alpha Alonso took me into the pack house. My father used to work as his advisor so Alonso took me in and raised me so I c

Sidastir had himself a fully grown dragon far too big to ride with them in the wagon. Akana seemed to decide to ignore the sleeping dragon after a while and took out some documents instead. Sidastir was bored and leaned over the papers. "What are you reading?" he asked and tried not to burst out in laughter when he saw Akanas irked expression. Akana is a lot more bother with staying days in a wagon, without work, than he wanted to admit. "I am trying to choose my direction and courses at Virtus Scolaris," replied Akana briskly, and Sidastir's forehead wrinkled.