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The violent disarray wasn’t the methodical search of a victor; it was the tantrum of a thief who had come up empty-handed. Kaelen’s torchlight fell upon the only thing left untouched in the center of the room: a large, flat stone altar. On it rested a single, pristine object. A book, bound in what looked like pale, silvery leather. It was closed, with no title, but a symbol was tooled into its cover—the same symbol from the bone resonator: the wolf unraveling into a spiral.

Nico breathed a sigh of mixed exasperation and relief before continuing. “Okay, first things first. If you haven’t realized yet, you’re a werewolf.” Ben looked at his furry self which was sitting down on the floor. “Yeah, I guess I got that… I thought we change with the full moon, though.” “Well… Not necessarily. The full moon is merely a trigger and also a power-up. Otherwise, you guys can change anytime once you’ve turned. And from what I can see, you’ve just went through your first transformation.”

All destruction he did on his twenty-second birthday had costs a million. He was glad that only him, his dad and Reagan was there. He was so embarrassed. He didn’t know that he transformed into the Ultima wolf that time since it was also full moon. But that was the reason why he was living on a condominium right now. His mom wrote her a letter and had his condominium as a gift. Now, in front of the waiter and the menu of drinks, he just ordered a juice and told them that he’s allergic to alcohol.

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She saw the book that Shahara gave her and asked her to read it. She instantly went near it and got it while she sat on her bed, leaning on its head rest. ~ Werewolves ~ It was the title of the book – and it was quite a heavy and thick hardbound book. Tamara flipped the book over and scanned it. Almost all of it was already explained by Shahara until a word caught her eye. ~ Lycanthropes ~ It was written – making her eyes narrow into thin slits and her brows furrowed in curiosity – and she touched it with the tips of her fingers. She intriguingly continued reading it.

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

a vein appearing on her forehead as she began the chase again. Her father Joseph Knightley had thought her that Werewolves were one of the most evil creatures to exist, their goal was to eat and kill humanity and this was true. Every single wolf Clara had fought tried to kill her as soon as they looked at her. Only Alpha werewolves had their sanity intact while new breeds(betas) only had two things on their minds 1.Kill 2.Eat. However standing in front of her, A friend, a beta werewolf who seems to recognize her and refuses to attack, instead he runs away.

#transmigration #captivity #BDSM #pack #powerplay #degradation #Alpha #werewolves #submission #gangbang #fantasy Always read tags. So you can skip if the themes are not to your taste. *** You had just finished the last page of “Taken by the Pack,” and your heart was racing with excitement. You could feel your pussy getting wetter as you recalled how the Heroine had taken on all of the werewolves. Sighing dreamily, you lay back on your couch, your body tingling from arousal as you imagined being under the dominating presence of the Alpha. It was only a few days ago that you’d discovered the book in a quaint, dusty bookstore tucked away in a corner of town. The old woman behind the counter had

"Relax, it's just herbs to ward off the cold. The temperature dropped last night, and my throat's been scratchy." She still looked doubtful, so I quickly shifted the subject. "You barged in here in a panic. What's going on?" Lily smacked her forehead, suddenly reminded of whatever had sent her rushing over. She launched into a frantic explanation. Apparently, Ryan had taken Eleanor to the Royal Theater today to see a play. The story followed a werewolf princess forced into a political marriage with another pack, enduring hardship for the sake of her pack. It became a tragic legend in werewolf history.

Their ambience was all that was needed to state the difference between them and ordinary werewolves. Both of them were bent over something and I stepped closer to them. It was a book; an old one. In fact, it was the book. Dumbstruck, I looked at Thena. She shrugged. The man who was the Alpha, bit into his palm and when blood broke out of that spot, he closed it into a tight fist over the book. The liquid in the vial glowed and started to move about without being touched. In a matter of seconds, the book opened on its own.