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Clara pointed out. "Course he is, the Alpha that bit him probably did it as a last resort that's why he isn't sired to him, Jason's a lone wolf" Joseph calmed down and got another beer. "A lone wolf? You didn't teach me about those, you said Werewolves always travel in packs" Clara said confused. "They're very rare! Very rare, lone wolves are a type of Werewolf bound by no one, they have complete freedom and complete control, not to mention their strength it rivals some alphas" Joseph explained.

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I asked them once they all managed to sit down again. Oro's hands shook as he took a book from the table in front of him and opened it. He coughed and arranged his collar a little bit. A nervous tic. "Emm. My King and Queen" he started "since we realised about the prophecy many years ago. We have actually had several special wolves who dedicated their lives to the cause, investigating any shift in the balance of the realms. And that way would be able to inform us of any change in case the prophecy came near. We do not know if we have an enemy yet, we do not even know if there is an enemy.

The pack was scattered, fighting the flames and searching for survivors. The chaos was overwhelming, the screams of the pack members piercing the night. I could feel the anger building within me, a volcanic force that demanded retribution. ~ELYSIA~ The village burned around us, the flames licking at our heels like hungry predators. Alex's grip on my hand was iron-clad as we navigated the fiery maze of streets, searching for the source of the destruction. We found it at the town square—a group of rogue werewolves, their eyes glowing with malicious intent. They were the ones who had set the village ablaze, their fur matted with the stench of burning fur and hatred.

I let out a nervous chuckle, clearing my throat. “Well… something like that. We were hoping you might help us answer some questions about werewolves,” I replied. Professor Kira’s eyebrows shot up, a spark of intrigue glinting in her eyes. “Werewolves, you say? How interesting.” I glanced over at Lyra, signaling that it was her turn. She leaned forward. “I’ve read your book ‘The Creatures beyond us’, and I have to say, you’re a phenomenal writer. I thoroughly enjoyed it,” she complimented, her voice brimming with admiration.

I returned to my book. More than ever, I was determined to get a handle on this werewolf situation. Max may have been a shit about having sex and then dumping me, but his idea of finding a cure for werewolfism was a good one that I intended to work on. Why not? The zombie problem was no more and my contest with Peter was vapor. Focusing on finding a cure for werewolfism was just the thing to focus my bruised and confused mind on.

The sun had gone down when Saffy drove towards Jack's house, and she was interested to see inside the beautiful home. She hadn't thought about Jack for a few days, she had been so busy getting to know her Granny and practising her spells, but she had looked on the bookshelves and found an old book concerning werewolves. It was a bit odd to read as the words kept disappearing, but Granny said to tell the book off - which Saffy thought would be neither use nor ornament, but then her world had turned into entirely crazy, so reprimanding a book seemed neither here nor there.

She was about to go when I pulled her back for another kiss . ' If you keep doing this, we won't last three weeks . '.she said as she broke the kiss off . ' We will be okay but you don't leave me without a kiss . ' I replied and kissed her forehead . She nodded her head and left . I was about to leave the office when my best friend, Alastair came in . Alastair was one of the special types of werewolves. A Zeta . He was first recognized during his first turn when his eyes were the same color as his fur . Since then everyone in the pack envied him . He was always the first to sense danger and since he turned eighteen, he now handles pack strategy and coordination . We have been friends since t

Alex My mind was going crazy. I was tired of living in a cave surrounded by messed up horny wolves. If I ever survived this, I would be absent from Clearsand parties for a while. It was sickening to watch. Yet I had to because that was how Apophis sent magic into them to share. It was weird. While most of the wolves were not in their senses and were being controlled, others were deliberately in league with Apophis. They were Alphas and Betas of the lesser pack. Every day new wolf packs joined up of their volition, and it baffled me how these bastards would team up with the likes of Apophis. They had referred to him as Alex Wildbreed a couple of times but soon realised that I wasn't serving t