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He didn’t tell me that all I heard were lies. He didn’t even try to defend himself. He was just his usual jerk self. Even if he didn’t change, I did. This time, there’s no way in hell I’m letting him step on me. **** It was getting dark, Kathy and i had gone to the school library to get the remaining copy of the encyclopaedia of witches. We had to get to it before any other person did, i had to be strong, i wasn't certain if Draven knew about the witches and everything that was going on, but i figured he would. After Katy told me about Draven being the Alpha of their pack, everything made more sense to me. Especially the fact that he was a total asshole and he technically wanted everyone to

I held unto the book with everything I had. "Aren't you the bitch that got famous for slapping a Lord in her duty post?" Slowly I closed my eyes, licked my lips as I gulped. I knew it was Alpha Daniel, the head of the Alphas, he has come to revenge for his little toy. "Well, the bitch was unleash, someone had to tame her, not the way you do though."

Brady gave him the book of Alphas from his case and set the rest off to the side. "Thank you Brady." Celus dropped the book onto his desk, opening it to the Introduction. "What is that?" She sat forward and admired the old, hand-crafted book. "This book holds any information on past and future Alphas." She gave him a confused look. "Future?" He nodded. "This book was created to predict the leaders of each pack. It was made by the Elders and a sorceress. My family has been the one to keep this book safe for generations." Celus flipped through the pages to find the section containing the Moon Dust Pack.

Jeremiah, the sweetest boy she knows, the first person she met after coming to Havendale. ** ''There's something brewing in Havendale,'' the old oracle says. Before she could lead them on with riddles and rhymes, a mysterious dark force kills the old hag. As things seem to get a little bit out of hand, the Alpha tries to keep it a hush, hush. But after a series of strange events, it has everybody talking. Of course, Alpha Sabastian knows a secret, well part of it. But he wasn't so sure on what to believe, at first he thought he could handle it on his own but things start to get overwhelming, and the truth comes out he second-guesses everything he thought he knew.

Letting out a cough, I pointed at one of the two chairs in front of my desk. “Have a seat and continue.” “No, it’s fine. I…” Giving him a menacing glare, shut him up in an instant. Sailing the knot in his throat, he said, “Thank you, Alpha.” “Continue.” “Right, so I heard the news that Albert is apparently the right hand of the Lycan King’s Heiress. To help the princess, he went to the Wakeland and led warriors and other members to deal with the rogue issues that were happening there.”

The temperature in the room seemed to drop. When I spoke, my voice was calm ... too calm. “I forget nothing.” I took a step forward, my gaze sweeping across them. “You sit here in your stone chamber, quoting laws written by dead wolves who never met me. You talk about fate as if you can command it. But let me remind you who I am.” The runes beneath my feet flared white, reacting to the rise in my energy. Every breath I took carried power .... thick, raw, ancient. “I am the Alpha of Alphas,” I said, my tone echoing across the hall. “The chosen of the Lunar god. I don’t kneel to councils. I don’t take orders from voices that tremble at shadows.”

But my body remained still, preserved in perfect, eternal silence. Through our bond, I felt his desperation growing with each passing day. Each failed attempt to reach me pushed him further from sanity. The pack library became his second home. He spent hours there, surrounded by ancient books about resurrection and magic. "There has to be a way," he would mutter, flipping pages frantically. "There has to be something..." Then one night, as he sat among piles of dusty tomes, his hands found an ancient book bound in wolf hide. "The Tale of the Moon-Blessed Alpha," he read aloud, his voice shaking. "In which the Moon God herself granted an Alpha King the power to resurrect his beloved Luna..."

He said as I flipped the first open. My gaze ran across the printed words, soaking in the details. “You’re an Alpha!” My jaw dropped, and a wave of nausea slammed into me as I read and reread the line that had struck me. “Yes. I thought you already knew that.” He asked, raising a brow. “I-I know you’re an Alpha, but you’re an Alpha-Alpha, an Alpha Lord! You have a territory! Evercrest!” I spluttered, and my wide eyes stared at him like he was a strange being because he was.

If we give the enemies a chance to recover from the last battle, it will be harder to secure a victory. -"Theo, did you find what Leo's Beta took from the library?" Who better than him to tell me what kind of book was missing from the library. My father takes his seat, and Theo stands. -"Yes, Alpha King Matthew. He took the Book of Hades. This book is extremely perilous. The ancient spells written in its pages can cause a calamity, especially if they attempt to summon a hellhound within a werewolf body." Mutter erupts in the room after the many surprised gasps.

He’s completely expressionless, making it impossible to tell what he’s going to do next, but also impossible to miss the hard length pressing against his pants directly in front of me. “I see the appeal of begging,” he tilts his head to one side and then the next before letting his grip on my hair go, and offering me his hand to stand up. “Off your knees now, Devlin,” he smooths out my pajamas as I stand, moving onto arranging my hair before he looks back at me. “While your place to your Alpha may be down there, you’re also a Stone. Stones don’t kneel before others.” There’s a flash of annoyance, or shock, maybe even anger as his eyes glide behind me. As we continue to make our way to the ro