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’ I barked over and over as I lunged to bite her. She kept stepping back, so I never made contact. It’s probably for the best. I bet she tasted terrible, and Xenia would get upset if I got blood on the outfit she got me. At least it was forcing the evil woman to step back. I hope she falls on the steps and hurts herself. We can leave her in the cold—survival of the fittest and all that. “Let me translate what my dog is saying.” Clay glared at the intruder, taking one of his giant steps forward.

Well that was one of his rules in the pack. Retelling the story about the bruising had my mother looking horrified, “How is she not healing if she is a wolf?” Father was deep in thought and I just did not know what to say “There was no record of any wolves in this town, it as why we wanted to check it out” and he asks his Beta to double check the database. After a few moments of silence, my father’s Beta finally spoke, “There is no one registered on the database now but a Damon Blackheart was several years ago but it looks like he died”

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“Thank you, sir. I’m Amerie. Your shop is lovely. Do you have any books or old maps of the surrounding area? I’d love to learn more about my new home.” “Ah, of course. Down the third aisle toward the end you’ll find one book by Caneen alongside some old maps.” He pointed at the aisle. Amerie thanked him and went to the book and maps. She took a bite of the chocolate pastry as she glanced at the shelves. As she walked down the aisle, she noticed small wolves carved into the columns of the bookshelves. The book Tom had mentioned seemed old yet not very worn. The front cover was black with a golden paw print, and the author’s name was in green at the top. The spine of the book read “The Town of

CHAPTER 12 Dan walked into the gloomy shady building with chicken feet and bones hanging at the entrance. People with white paint on their faces blocked him from entering with serious looks, harassing him. “Let me pass.” He demanded. One of them held out a knife to his throat. “You are not welcome here.” The man said holding the knife. “You will be eating that knife in a couple of minutes.” The man placed the knife closer to his throat, but Dan never moved.

I question, my tone heavy with absolute grievance. Lucien tenderly rubs his palm over my messy hair, his voice softening just a fraction. "My tongue is merely playing, little wolf. This is simply how my beast demonstrates his ownership over your life." Despite the fierce pride burning in my chest, my wolf completely stops fighting his aura. As I slowly force my boots to stand, my hands hesitate at the waistband of my trousers. Lucien playfully extends a single finger, tracing the thin edge of my underwear with an agonizingly slow stroke. "Have your processors calculated the lethal consequences of keeping your Alpha waiting?"

Rhaena’s POV Doggy style. He wanted me in doggy style. My heart was pounding as I positioned myself on my hands and knees, feeling incredibly exposed and vulnerable in this position. I could feel his gaze on me, burning into my skin, taking in every inch of me from this angle. "Beautiful," he breathed, his hands running up the backs of my thighs slowly, appreciatively. "You have no idea how many times I've imagined you like this." His hands continued their path upward, over the curve of my ass, gripping and squeezing the flesh there. The touch was possessive, claiming, sending shivers through my entire body.

Here I was, face to face with a ferocious werewolf who was hell bent on getting back what he considered his property and all that ran through my mind was the fact that I’d have to shower again. Ethan’s muzzle was so close to us that I could smell his foul, animal breath. It reeked of dried blood and rotten meat. My gag reflux kicked in and I did my best to subdue it. My legs finally found life again and I inched us back toward the door, hoping that the slider was strong enough to keep him out; providing I was quick enough to close it before he could reach us. It didn’t seem likely, but I had to try.

A young woman is the key to unravelled the answers behind the beast' cursed. An evil woman who started the cursed couldn't prevailed and would pay for all of her sins on this wicked place. How to deal with the best? Befriend him or terrified him? " It's okay! Let me tamed you!" Diana whispered those words to the hitite Beast's ears. His body were covered by the dark smokes. Diana stayed there until everything turned to light. A man at his middle age appeared. He's still hot as hell.