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My eyes landed on the dedication page. ‘Dedicated to my Mate, Juliana.’ I traced the letters with a small smile. Love was truly a powerful thing. I turned the page, and the tone of the book shifted instantly: This book is written for all, Human and Werewolf. My name is Alexander Volkov.

We moved here just a year ago and I have been with Maddie ever since. There are a couple of red flags in this town and the worst of them all is the mutts—yes you heard right. Fucking werewolves. We didn't know when we came here that they would be in this town so you can imagine the surprise we had when we found out. I even have a couple of them in my class. The worst one of them all is Beau. Beau Foxly is the most annoying person I have ever met. The most popular but still annoying. He thinks the world revolves around him and the way people act around him is repulsive. I just wish he could disappear from existence. ''I'll be back soon'' I walk out of the car and into the house and Milani Cra

The gray wolf even thought a little darkly, even if she liked some wolf, she wouldn't mind, because she was now married to him. She had marriaged him, a crippled, crippled gray wolf, who had lost everything. His chest suddenly ached, his anxiety billowing, a pain and torment that he had never felt before.. His little wife, perhaps she loves another werewolf. Maybe because life pushed her, she couldn't help but marry him. It just happened that he was also a werewolf, so she could call him husband. So she treated him well, just because of some "strong werewolf" that she mentioned.

“Right. I almost forgot that you’re a werewolf. And a part of you forgot to mention that before you shoved your wolf dick inside me.” He didn’t flinch…. Asshole. “I didn’t think it was relevant,” he said, stepping closer. He lifted his hand and brushed the back of it across my forehead, like he was checking my temperature. And even now… I felt a spark, like electricity under his touch. I closed my eyes without thinking as my breath hitched, shamefully so. “You still react like that when I touch you?” he murmured, leaning in until I could taste his breath. I opened my eyes to meet his hungry gaze but before I could say anything, the door creaked open. A woman walked in wearing lingerie, and h

I stood on the ceremonial stone altar, my white dress flowing in the gentle forest breeze as I recited the sacred binding vows before the pack. But the space beside mine remained empty—my intended mate hadn't stepped forward. The gathered werewolves below whispered among themselves, their enhanced hearing making every murmur audible to my sensitive ears. "Another humiliation," I thought bitterly, my wolf stirring restlessly beneath my skin. Sure enough, Axel lingered at the edge of the clearing, toying with the silver binding bracelet meant for my wrist. He turned to my stepsister Diana with a smirk that showed the edge of his canines.

After five years in a world ruled by werewolves, I still haven't found a way back to the human world. So I did the only thing I could. I married my fated mate, Ryan Darcy, a devastatingly handsome Lycan Prince with a towering frame. The night we sealed our mate bond, we traded secrets. Leaning close, I whispered in his ear, "The truth is, I'm not from this world. Treat me wrong, and I'll disappear back to where I came from. You'll never find me again."

And not without reason, I may add, because as soon as we got close enough, we witnessed the sheer destruction that lay ahead. Not only did the old bastard start building a stupid wall and a proper brick wall at that, but he also cut down most of the forests around my wife's territory. Forests are crucial to our existence. We need to connect with the wilderness and nature to get back to our roots. Every werewolf, regardless of their age, enjoys midnight runs through the woods- it's a way to quiet our thoughts and recharge our batteries, but during my wife's absence, the old Alpha took it upon himself to destroy these things.

"Yes. I doubt that Jordan himself will make any one his mate." "B-but," I stammered. "What is the difference between Jordan and his wolf, aren't they one and the same." She chuckled. "It's obvious that you just discovered about your nature and the supernatural world not too long ago." She walked back to the shelf and searched for a while until she picked out a brown covered book and handed it to me. "Have this." She said, "It will tell you the basic things you need to know about werewolves and Lycans."

He immediately tugged me around his arms and kissed me. It was like a dream for us. Never knew my life could be this adventurous like a story I have read in Dad's library. Life with various challenges and twists I faced made me strong enough to know myself and fight for my love. Even after a decade, we are still together with our pretty girl and handsome boy. As we dreamed of, we had our separate world where he and I were together with our baby boy and girl, half-wolf and half-vampire. Thanks to Dad and Karien, there was no conflict and crisis among vampires and werewolves. The contract had been made, a blood contract, not to harm each other in the Blackwood and GoldenWood forest.