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Her wolf reacted instantly, accepting the Alpha’s claim with a force that made her knees weak. But confusion swirled in her chest. Why? Why had Liam chosen her? He had never shown any interest in her before. He was ruthless, cold, feared by everyone. The Alpha of the pack—the most powerful werewolf in their world. Why would someone like him claim someone like her? Enzo, still standing in the center, seethed with rage. His fists clenched at his sides, and his voice came out low and threatening. “You can’t just take her. She’s mine, she's my mate.”

had turned, Emma was not so sure that he would have comprehended what he was seeing—a woman transforming into something ancient and terrible, something human legends warned about in whispered tales around fires. Emma broke into a run, her muscles remembering a rhythm her human form had forgotten. At the same time, she felt her bones begin to shift into place with satisfying pops and cracks that should have been painful but instead felt like liberation. Her skin prickled as dense gray fur erupted across her body, a silver-tipped coat that gleamed under the morning sun. She knew with absolute certainty that it was a must to get to Steve before the axe came down on him, severing the fragile th

Eva shook her head at her with a smile, knowing how much she loved her books. They went to the nearest bookshop and Angelica walked around looking for a book to spark her interest. As she looked around, one finally caught her attention. It was the title that attracted her. 'The monster is me' Feeling strangely drawn to it, she strode toward the shelf without tearing her gaze away from the book. She reached her arm out to grab it but ended up grasping someone's cold hand. She turned her head to see who was interested in the same book as her and saw a face covered in scars. "Lord Rayven."

His wolf snarled. But they didn’t look away. Instead, Kael crossed to Luna, gripping her waist, eyes blazing. “We’re not defined by our fears,” he growled, and crushed his mouth to hers. The kiss was hunger, fury, and reverence all at once. Luna responded in kind, her nails digging into his back, their bodies crashing together. The illusion around them shattered, unable to compete with the truth of their bond. Their passion was not a weakness—it was a weapon. Flames erupted, licking the edges of the field.

freak. Damien smiled wider. "Now you understand why I cannot remain mated to such a creature. I Damien Holden, Beta of Silver Creek Pack under the rule of Alpha Theodore reject you Laila Ashwood, as my mate. You are not worthy of any true werewolf." The rejection hit me like a physical blow. I felt something tear inside my chest, like my heart was being ripped in half. The pain was so bad I couldn't breathe. I fell to my knees in the dirt, clutching my chest.

I stated. “Nuts? I don’t think I quite understand what you mean. You’ve been praising Raven’s Peak since you arrived there. What has changed in a blink of an eye?” She asked, I could sense curiosity in her question. “Oh no, don’t get me wrong, it’s a beautiful town, amazing atmosphere and nice people but there’s a strangeness that looms the air” I hesitated to tell her about the howling and talks of werewolves but being raised the way I was, she’ll probably crack up after hearing it from me.

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‘A pile of war strategy books’ to be precise. ‘Could you be any more pathetic and boring? Your fate changes to one filled with luxury and the only thing you can think of is boring books,’ Aria, my coldhearted werewolf chides as I flip through the biography of the first Alpha of the Red Moon Pack even though it is written in ancient Werewolf language and very difficult to read as the alphabets look like runes. “These books are more fun to me than romance books,” I defend with a smile because I feel proud of myself for being able to read such a difficult book with ease, haven taught myself with the materials from the Silver pack when I was much younger.

“It’s not your fault, baby. I’m okay. See? I’m fine now.” But Damian was still blaming himself. “But she used a silver knife on you… Silver is dangerous for werewolves… Mother, does it hurt?” His small hand hovered over my bandaged shoulder, afraid to touch it. “It doesn’t hurt anymore,” I kissed his forehead. “As long as I have you and your father, I’m not afraid of anything.” Lucian stood quietly by the bed, his red eyes never leaving my face. “Alisa, could you leave us for a moment?” he said gently. “I’d like to be alone with my mate.”

The tale sent shivers down her spine; it was so wonderfully written, and the emotions that came from it were too real. As she read, a gust of wind suddenly blew across the room, and the pages flipped. She was surprised, knowing that she had already closed everything. However, before she could even bother to worry about where that wind came from, she was already drawn to a section where the pages had landed. It was about a ceremony for the werewolf prince to choose his mate. The possible mates were all invited to their palace to participate in this very important event. After the ceremony, the prince would then take over the title of King.