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though. Axel picked up his phone and rang a close friend familiar with computers. He needs the location of the author. [Allo?] “Ryker,” he greeted. “Look up the author of The Anthem of Lycanthropy. Follow up quickly.” He didn’t need to say more. He could already hear his keyboards in the background. Ending the call, Axel stood up and left his office to the Psi’s chambers, holding the book. After asking an Omega where Sky’s room is, he stopped in front of his room and quietly knocked.

That was when the door opened. Elias didn’t hear Alexander enter. He felt him, the shift in the air, the awareness that snapped into place along his spine. “What are you looking for?” Alexander’s voice was calm. Mildly curious. Elias turned too quickly. “I—” He stopped himself, swallowing. “You mentioned a book. Something by—by Kierkegaard.” Alexander’s gaze flicked briefly to Elias’s hand. The matchbook. Something unreadable passed over Alexander’s face gone so quickly Elias might have imagined it. Then Alexander smiled, stepping closer.

To my surprise, it was a book, unmistakably Alex's. Alex had been incredibly secretive about this particular book for as long as I could remember. He would never allow anyone, not even me, to even glimpse its contents. The decision to open it became a moral quandary, a battle between my curiosity and my respect for his privacy. Nevertheless, I succumbed to my inquisitiveness and gingerly turned the pages. What I discovered inside was a diary. The first page was about me, when we were kids and I saved him from bullying and how he had fell in love with me in that instant and always wanted to be close to me.

"Could you tell me more about Alex? Which pack or group is he a part of?" The old woman's expression shifted back to one of seriousness. "An excellent question," she acknowledged. "Alex is somewhat of an anomaly in our world. He was born without a pack or community; an orphan, a rogue. He learned to fight and survive on his own, gathering other rogues and outcasts to form his own pack. Despite his origins, he is formidable, known for his cruelty and willingness to go to extreme lengths, even harming children. His followers are well-trained and highly skilled, fiercely loyal to him. They see him as a protector of weak werewolves, which only adds to his danger. He has amassed a significant fol

Slender fingers brushed across the spines of the books like a long-lost lover as she passed them, picking out the ones that she found interesting and skipping over books that weren’t. But all good things must come to an end and after what felt like mere minutes of being lost in the world of books, Alexa finally left the fictional world to find her equally book-loving cousin so that they could pick up Gabriella from her dance class. She had to almost literally pull Jayden away from the shelves so engrossed by the magic of the words. The old lady who owned and ran the bookstore was not behind the desk as she normally was, so Alexa had to ring the cute silver bell that sat on the desk.

Thank you for everyone who've read my book! I love all of you! Please if you've enjoyed this one read Differnet - a book based on Alexander's parents and Stubborn Briella - a book based on Alexander's little sister. Also please never let someone change who you are unless you are ready! Each and everyone of you ate unique and full of life! You all have a great place in this world and will do amazing things just by being yourself. Again I love every single one of my subscribers and even the ones just glance at my book. You all are what make me an author!! And I couldn't be more happy!

“He let a pack of rogues into the Aslanov pack house?” “It was an act of defiance when Alexei first became Alpha. He was proving to him that he wouldn’t submit regardless of what he would do. Alexei was forced to punish him. He locked him up for a few days, only giving him water on the first and no food, then adding one small loaf of bread, but nothing worked. Whenever Alexei did believe that Viktor stopped, Claire triggered him and the cycle just kept going” Maddie explained.

As soon as he got to Alexander's house, he began shivering, so much so that even Alexander could sense the uneasiness coming from him. "Where is the book I asked you to get for me?" Alexander asked. His voice was cold, echoing through the living room, sending more shivers down Jeremy's spine. "I'm sorry, sir. Please forgive me," Jeremy fell to his knees, sobbing for mercy. "I was able to lay my hands on the book, but Mr. Maxmillian scared me away. He claimed to be the Alpha..."

I like taking my time, that way, I can get used to the idea of living with Xander. Sitting behind the counter in the bookstore, I listen to Vincent talking to his cars while I place an order for new books. One of those books is The Art of War by Sun Tsu. I want to read it and see why Alexei loves it so much. My thoughts turn to the BBQ, and I must admit, I enjoyed it a lot. And Rosemarie was right. Everyone seemed pretty normal. I don’t know what I expected. Maybe guns and men smoking cigars while plotting the end of the world?

Realization hit me as I looked up at a serious looking Alexander. "You Alexander are just as big of a manipulator as I am. We've been manipulating each other every step of the way. It seems you one upped me because I definitely said to much. To bad for you though I'm always 1000s of steps ahead and think of everything and had safety precautions up just in case. So the moment I restore this book they will activate. " I said as I flipped to the last page and restored it causing the book to illuminate power all over.