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“You always fail your own bargains. You promised me the throne, you promised me her, yet here you are, choking on your own greed.” Wakanda growled, the sound deep and raw. His chest swelled as his wolf tried to break through. His eyes glowed, wild, as if fire was burning inside. He raised his blade higher, coming closer to where Logan and I were. I bent over Logan, dragging him closer to me, my arms tightening around his body. His skin burned hot and slick with sweat. Blood gushed through my fingers as I pressed harder on his wound, desperate to stop it. “Stay with me,” I whispered against his face, tears stinging my eyes. “Please, Logan, don’t give up now. You promised me we’d fight this to

Despite what humans like to think, werewolves are way stronger than vampires and vampires are pretty easy to kill if you know how to so seeing how close he was to death that day was something really terrible for me and I don’t ever want to have to see that again. “C’mon, you are no fun.” He says but he has already laid back on the bed sipping his hot chocolate with his sweetheart and don’t for one second think I am referring to myself because I am not whipped cream. My name is Daphne Gennings not that so that is that. “You know that’s not true. I am the only person who knows how to have fun in your life right now.” He didn’t agree with me. Huh, we are about to get into one of those our faux

Sophia’s POV** The dream felt too real. Wolves clashed beneath the full moon, their skin was filled with blood, their howls carrying sorrow and pain. But in this chaos, I saw him, Xavier. His golden eyes burning as he fought an enemy, one I couldn't see. Then, Alpha Baron appeared, his big form slamming into Xavier. Their battle was brutal, their power shaking the earth. I stood in the middle of it all, frozen, a whisper of a name filled my ear.

The combination of fierce alpha blood, wide shoulder, washboard body, and sharp face might have been a drooling material for women but a threat to an opponent–specifically Xavier. Soon, at least a dozen of Draven's fighters showed up at the ground, each attacking Xavier at their will. Xavier was not as weak as they thought. He put up an impressive fight but when more fighters showed up, he shifted to his wolf form– a dark blue, almost black with green eyes. Snarly fangs flashed at them in a growl and waited for their attack. They too, shifted to wolves. Xavier tackled a wolf that pounced on him, biting the wolf's leg and another at its rib. His paw slashed through countless wolf's faces, lea

(Xander POV) “They ARE dead, you f&&king idiot,” Daphne said from behind me, in a taunting voice. “Now can we get on with the rest of this conversation, please? The werewolf council will be here soon and I need time to get ready.” The harshness of Daphne’s words began to re-play in my head almost on a loop. After a few rounds, they successfully and finally cleared the denial and fog in my brain.

' 'Shut up, you're nothing but a feral, perverted beast who specialises in killing people. 'I beg to differ...I kill people who deserve to be killed...a quickie would be enough to repay me for always saving your f*cking life.' 'A quickie?' 'Yes a quickie...f*ck her hard and fast...we don't have enough time.' Out of all the people in the world, Xavier never expected to get ordered around by his wolf.🤕 **** *** A/N// Took me the whole morning...damn crappy chapter!🤕

I spit. His hand slides down to the hem of my dress. His fingertips trance the edge of it. “Oh, you’ll bow to me, little bird. I am the big bad wolf after all.” He grins. I decide to wipe it off by smacking him across the face. His head is forced to the side and he steps back, wiping his bleeding lip. “You need time. I understand.” The door to the room opens and Devlin walks in. “Take her to the dungeons.” Xavier orders.

"I'm sorry. I was just... having a fight with my wolf. She's a bit annoying sometimes..." Well always actually. Nodding off at her response, the girl clapped her hands unexpectedly which caused Yseah's slender brows lodged in perplexion. "So it's really true that you can telepathically communicate with your wolf?! Oohh! That is so marvelous! I know I have no right to say this but I'm a die hard fan of wolverine stories! I mean literally! I have a plethora of books that just so related about werewolves and! I'm always in-love with their dark romance plot twist! The adrenaline rush of a fanatic is kicking in right now!"

“He threatened Julian for the Alphaship, but Maddox already had challenged, so the two fought…” “Yes, and then they broke werewolf law by attacking.” I try to wrap up all the details. They aren’t important. How could they be when they just show how long I have been scheming to get where I am, to get her in my arms? Lexi scoffs and leans forward. “Are you kidding me? He was insane!” She says gleefully looking at Lana, who seems to have shifted her hatred gaze toward me and away from Lexi. “They shot him with a laced dart and we thought he was going down and then boom! He shifted into this massive gray beast and tore the shit out of the rogues.”

His mouth latched onto Raphael’s throat, sucking brutal hickeys as his hands pried Raphael’s legs apart. "Do you even know what the fuck you’re doing?" Xavier hissed. "I hate you," Raphael spat, breathless. "Then why do you need my cock to satisfy your little hole?" Xavier’s fingers found his entrance... wet, pulsing, desperate. He slid two fingers inside with terrifying ease. "It’s already so wet." "Dripping like a virgin bitch in heat," he growled. Raphael only moaned louder, clawing down Xavier’s back with his nails, blood mixing with sweat, with want, with vengeance.