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I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

Donovan's P. O.V I am Donovan, the Alpha of the Crimson Moon pack and the head of the Black Hounds, a group of assassin werewolves. Our name is feared throughout the realm, and for a good reason. When I heard the news of Azrael's reincarnation, I knew that I had to find her before it was too late. The tales of Azrael's destruction and chaos from thousands of years ago still haunt the werewolf community. The ancestors prayed to the moon goddess for salvation, and a divine creature named Duncan was sent to help defeat Azrael. Duncan was successful, but he fell in love with a werewolf and lost his divine powers. He became an ancestor of my family, the reason for our respected name.

He felt like he was having a heart attack as everything on his surrounding had turned black. Cassadie had been killing vampires on this bar for hours. Very tricky. They seemed to have learned how to conceal their auras whenever she was around. Right now, there were only four vampires left but she couldn’t find them. Her detector says four, meanwhile her compass that points randomly anywhere. This means that the vampires were throwing their auras around the air that confuses the compass. Cassadie cursed. There could be more victims like yesterday.

I need to get his scent off me before I head back to the pack house, or else he would notice. Werewolf senses are extremely heightened four times to that of a human, so it is impossible for anyone especially the alpha to not notice. I found a lake close by and quickly dove into it. After I successfully cleaned my body and rid myself off his juices, I felt confident enough go return to the pack house. It's pack dinner tonight. And the Alpha insisted I don't fail to attend as he is going to announce something very important. I'm not sure what, and I have no clue.

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!

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.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

“The Blackwood pup is about to awaken! A stage has been set up at the Sacred Ridge so everyone can witness the birth of a Divine Werewolf—a once-in-a-century event! If you don’t head over now, you’ll miss it!” The Beta tore free from my hand and disappeared into the crowd. “This isn’t right!” Kaeren scooped me up with ease and flew toward the Sacred Ridge. An Omega Black Werewolf shouldn’t be able to fly that high, but Kaeren could.

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