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Toby asked with an etched eyebrow, watching Yara pull out a big sized novel from the shelf and Barnes smile proudly. "Thatweird_author." she replied, holding the novel up to his eye level. A bestseller mystery- thriller, crime fiction novel with the name written boldly on it 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 -𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍. "Barnes books?" Toby asked, a smile rested on his face as Yara looked at him in perplexity.

I exclaimed. “You need them because I got them for you” Brook responded out of the thin air with much more closed in his arms. “Brooks?” I called out his name with my face showing real horribleness. “What?” He asked innocently “We are here to buy food items this is not shopping for me, What are doing?” I asked confused. “What I am doing? Shopping for you” He giggled and I got frightened. “I am shopping for you because you who artywr do it to yourself, you know I saw some nice clothes over there and I think they will be nice on you,” Brooks said.

In her last life, after she was cast out of the elite, Leah had hung out with Damon’s nanny, Agnes, and heard a lot of stories. Luna Laurent came from an unclear background, but her love story with Alpha Mooncrest was so romanticized that people forgot she was once accused of stealing luxury clothes from her best friend, who was initially betrothed to Alpha Mooncrest. Obviously, no one knew what Leah was talking about. But Luna Laurent growled, "What are you trying to say?!" "This is a beautiful ceramic set, but this isn’t from the Eastern Veterans’ Relief Chapter, especially not a gift for donating," Leah stated clearly, word by word.

I’d wait for the smell of coffee—Luca’s coffee, burnt and strong—and for Nico’s knock at my door, always two taps and a pause. None of it came. The house stayed quiet. The first few days, I searched. Desperately. Their money sat untouched in the bank, their papers neatly arranged in Luca’s folder, but none of it mattered. I didn’t want comfort. I wanted them. I wanted the money too obviously, but I wanted them AND the money

~The End~ Thank you all for reading, The Wolf Without a Name—Book 1 in the series. A paperback of this novel can be found on A****n with a beautiful cover you have to see. Book 2—Alpha Christian—will be coming soon to A****n, edited version. Want to read more books written by me? Visit my F******k page @ A.K.Knight or my I*******m account @athan941 to see my other werewolf/romance novels. Make sure to follow and like my social media accounts to be informed when Book 2 is available in both paperback and hardcopy.

A medium-weight blanket that could survive the dryer and didn’t care about spills. On my way to the register I remembered the conversation we’d had at the diner about books and the way her eyes had lit sideways when she mentioned a mystery author. Banks once showed me how to find the public side of a wish list when a pack kid didn’t know how to ask for a birthday gift. I tried the same trick now and felt briefly like a burglar when it pulled up—H. Williams—Books—all paperbacks, nothing flashy, a handful of titles I recognized and two I didn’t. I picked three, then forced myself to stop, because generosity without brakes can feel like pressure. I paid and didn’t look at the total. Wolves coun

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