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Ryan asks quietly, though I doubt shouting would wake this dead-to-the-world puppy. I look up at him and smile. "Yes. It was a very good surprise. Thank you." Ryan looks away and a smile graces his lips. "I thought you didn't want a dog, though." He is quiet for a moment, looking at his hands. "I thought a dog might be good for you," he says finally. "Maybe for me too." Ryan reaches into the box and pulls out a book titled Your Samoyed and You. He opens the book and begins to read silently. My eyes widen at the picture of a large, fluffy white dog on the front.

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.

This is Book 2 of the Beta Series: The Redeemed Beta. **This is the second book in the Beta Series. This follows the Blackpaw Pack after the incident with King and his family. The major players will be in this story from the first one: Katarina, Aston, and Dominic. There will be new characters, and the story will continue with the Blackpaw pack, mostly. If you haven't, please read The Missing Beta for context.

“It’s a dog. Big. Black. Mean. A Doberman. It wants to eat me.” I screamed, trying to climb higher on his chest. “Where are you trying to climb? Do I look like a tree?” His voice was sharp as he tightened his grip to keep balance, pulling a small moan from me. “He’s calm. Friendly. He has never attacked anyone… unless I give him the order,” he said reassuringly. I studied his face from this dangerous closeness. His breath. His scent. He was distracting enough to make me forget the dog. “I bet he just wanted to play with you.”

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

Daniel grabs the butcher by the hair, pushing his face into the wooden table. "I suggest you start addressing your king with some respect." Daniels's voice is gruff, coming out almost animalistic. Looking closely at him, I see a glow to his eyes that I have never seen before. Rage is coming off him in waves. I study his demeanor for a moment before it hits me, the glow in his eyes is just like that of a raging dragon. Dragons when upset their eyes take on a deep glow.

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

Someone very curious was watching me right now! Hello you, hello! I hope you can see well? I turned away from the camera and took a few steps to the side. - Open the safe! I ordered. The fat wolf narrowed his small eyes, filled with fierce hatred, and twisted his plump lips. Chechik poked him hard in the back of the head with a machine gun and the wolf did as I ordered with a groan. There were two pistols in the safe, some more money and a very important thing for any business - an account book, which included not only numbers, but also a bunch of necessary information.

Adalwolf I was on all fours . I could feel blood trickling down from my wounded ear to my fur . I can't give up I have to fight . I looked at him . His bland grey fur was matted with blood . I knew I already wounded him . I must go straight for his jugular vein . That will be the end . I was about to strike when I felt her presence . I turned and saw her . Everything else melted away . Her fur was beige in color .A bit of sandy but rich brown and her scent drove me mad. She was beautiful and she was mine . She growled at me . I knew the meaning even though I should not .

The tip of my finger traced the picture of the sword as I read the same three paragraphs that I’d been reading for more than five dozen times. Without looking up, I used my free hand to summon another ball of smoke that brought the Book of the Damned from inside the cupboard where I’d hidden it to the spot next to my right thigh. “How do one cure Mad Wolf?” I whispered as I touched the book’s spine, hoping that the book would open without its lost key and yet again, it was merely wishful thinking. The book wouldn’t budge. Nothing happened. Everything was quiet and still for a moment.