Emma And Logan Werewolf Novel Novels & Stories

He cocked his brows and shoved his hands into his pockets, urging her to speak up. "Thought I should join you here." Maris muttered, unsure of what else to say. "Was Ovid's metamorphosis the first werewolf book ever written?" "Nope. Gilgamesh was the first lycanthropy story teller. Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to be alone." Logan spat, a sour expression flashed in his eyes before he sat on one of the rocks to watch the gentle flowing of the stream. Maris chewed the insides of her cheeks and stared down at her body. She felt dirty. It had been two days since she last had her bath.

As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.

The pack erupted into loud growls, laughter, and snarls of disbelief. “Who?” Jasper demanded with suspicion. “Who ties themselves to you?” Elias stepped forward, circling me like a viper. “Yes, Blackwell. Tell us. Who is this mysterious soul who’ll save your crumbling reign?” My throat went dry. Logan’s face flashed in my mind. Green eyes lit with defiance, that cocky smirk he wore like armor but he was human, and that was a problem. How could it be that my mate was human? I still didn’t understand it myself but my wolf was sure. Yet my wolf whispered with brutal certainty. Logan is our mate. He is Mine.

He knew better start rumors, but the pack’s curiosity was hard to control. Elara was really scared, and you could almost feel it around her. Her eyes moved from one wolf to another, and I could hear her heartbeat racing. She pressed against the wall, clearly scared and wanting to vanish. Before she could run, I spoke, “You’re safe here.” When she looked up, her eyes were wide with fear, and she didn’t respond, unsure if I was someone who could help or a threat. “I didn’t mean to scare you,” I said, coming closer slowly. “They’re my pack, and they won't hurt you.”

“Richard’s here? Rae, what are you standing there for? Bring him in!” Still dazed, I led him into the main house. He sat down with my parents like he belonged there, like he’d always been part of the family. Watching the scene unfold, I couldn’t help but feel like the whole thing was surreal—like the Moon Goddess was playing some twisted joke on me. Outside, the murmurs from the other packs were getting louder. Our kind may not use social media, but no gossip travels faster than a pack’s collective howl. “I heard Logan ran off with Emma, said she twisted her ankle and needed healing overseas. Can you believe that? Skipping his bonding ceremony like that?”

Her whole butt wagged now, excited to be with him, to Nela’s utter surprise, Cabel shifted, and Logan took hold. Logan was a large, muscled wolf with a gray coat and a black face. His eyes glowed blue. The two wolves stood and then tore off in a run, chasing each other all over the grounds. Finally, with their energy spent, Nela lay down, Logan beside her. He licked her muzzle, and they rested their heads on each other in the grass under the moonlight. After a time, they shifted back, and Caleb’s naked body was draped over mine. My skin was electric. Every sight move he made set my blood on fire. My sex heated, and I wanted to press my body into his.

That surely was a distasteful feeling but instead of answering him again, Valentine suddenly asked No, it felt more like an order as he said nonchalantly, “Give her to me. If you do, I might consider sparing your lowly lives.” Everyone looked at Emma, some of them envious and some of them sympathetic after all, being taken away by such a man is not necessarily a good thing. Emma was also stumped, she knew, of course, that this man was a werewolf and she didn’t expect him to really come to her rescue, but why? Should she be happy? She did not know what or how to feel, she just sat at the carriage waiting for everything to unfold. On the other hand, Lucas thought that this man just saw the bea

, he said as he put his hands through my fur and growled happily. Finn snuggled on my fur like I was some kind of furry Teddie "Wow, I have never seen any wolf as beautiful as you are in my life!" He said excitedly. He was still carrying fur. Suddenly, I sensed an unfamiliar presence. "Finn, can you feel that?" I asked through the mind link. " Feel what?" He asked As he looked around the forest. " Olivia, look around," he suddenly said. I looked around the forest and suddenly realized where we were. We were in the Demacia pack territory!! The Demacia pack was the most ruthless and most powerful in all of the land. Their Lycan was said to be very ruthless too.

I breathe out as I look back at my parents, my eyes glistening. They smile at me happily as Mom explains what’s inside. She had already gone through it before calling me. Of course, she has. “They are exactly as Jason’s mother recalled. They live in cages with no electricity and no connection to society. Their pack land is protected by magic,” she steps closer, turns the page, and points out that part. “The Alpha’s mother is a witch, and she created this protection that only allows werewolves and witches to find them,” she reads out loud from the paper. “As long as the next and next Alpha has the witches' bloodline, the pack is protected,” she finishes triumphantly.

Everything about him screams power and sex—there is a smirk aroused on his lips and a sparkle in his eyes. His jawline is amazing; I wonder what it would be like to kiss him. I yelled inside and blushed under my thoughts. "What are you doing in the library early in the morning?" His tender voice drew me back from my thoughts. Okay, Aurora, calm down with your dirty thoughts. "Werewolves!" Jack muttered reading the name of the book, which I was holding. "Oh yeah, I was reading about some supernatural creatures!" I chuckled while taking out the vampire book as well.