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The words were barely audible, but his golden eyes blazed with understanding. “I do,” he murmured, lips brushing against her temple in a fleeting, forbidden spark. “And I… can’t resist it.” Heat pooled dangerously low, the pull between them growing unbearable. The forest seemed to pulse in tandem with their desires, leaves trembling, roots quivering as if acknowledging the fire coiled in the two of them. Suddenly, the shadow revealed itself a massive, ethereal wolf, translucent and brimming with dark energy. Its eyes were hollow, yet burning, teeth sharp as the edge of obsidian. It moved with unnatural grace, stalking them, aware of their every motion.

James would rather lock a wolf up than let them choose to become an outcast. "I will do whatever you ask. I have a master's degree in art restoration, I don't know if that's practical for a wolf pack but it counts for something, right? I can also run really, really fast. I'm learning how to fight too, I'm pretty terrible, but I'm trying. Please I promise I will do whatever I can to be the best addition. I can't stay here, it's too dangerous for me. Please." Clara looked at him with pleading eyes. He thought about when he first spotted her this evening. She didn't look like she belonged.

His eyes had changed color as his wolf touched the surface. “Please let them go!” Big Todd cried from the ground. “Let them go!” Dom squatted before him. “How will you be paying me, Todd?” he asked. “I’ll make a transfer with my phone,” Dom replied. “Good boy,” Dom said with a grin. “Now that’s an alpha,” I heard Allen murmured. I kinda supported him, but this looked too much to me.

The wolf, Moon gives me chills. **Rex** ‘Maybe it's just the fact that we haven't met a wolf this old before. What do you think, Kit? Do we clue in Tristan or not? Surprises are bad. I've always said that and I've been right every single time.’ **Tristan**

When Wyatt noticed his fiery stare, he rushed forward and hurriedly said, “No, no... Madam… I mean, Miss. Anayka that won’t be necessary. Our Wolf master… cough… cough… Our master’s wolf is well trained and doesn’t bite humans. So, there won’t be any need to use any drugs on him,” Wyatt instantly denied her suggestion. Drake howled and circled her legs. When Anayka looked down and noticed his behavior, her heart melted. She never knew that a wolf could act like a kitten. He even purred and looked at her with pitiful eyes.

He let loose something that vaguely, with a stretch of the imagination, resembled a howl. There was laughter all around as everyone joined in howling playfully—everyone except Sheep, who followed behind everyone else. Lone Wolf kept howling like a wolf possessed, all of his excitement from our adventure coming out in his attempt at wolf-song. It was like he was telling the sky about tonight's hunt. His story was coming out with yowls, howls, grunts, huffs, snarls, and even barks.

It's Sabrina here!! Bizarre Wolf has officially ended! Woohoo! I'm kind of sad but also happy. This story went through so many changes when it stayed in my drafts to the point where I officially published it and ended it. It's a big achievement. Firstly, I would like to thank all the readers who supported this story till the end. I always appreciated the comments that you all left and used to read them when I was demotivated to write this story. And especially for sticking till the end, I am really happy to see you guys still reading it.

She blinked back her tears, wishing there were words she could offer - but some losses rendered speech meaningless. Eventually, Mr Wolf stepped back, visibly struggling to compose himself. His teary eyes landed on Evelyn and he reached out, gripping her hand in a tremor of gratitude and sorrow. "Come inside," was all he rasped out, his voice raw. "The others...they are inside" He turned and led the way down the dimly lit hallway towards the great room where the rest of the family were. As they neared the great room entrance Mr Wolf paused briefly before the door, his shoulders rising with a fortifying breath. Then he pushed it open and gestured for them to enter inside.

' My wolf said and imitated gagging noises. I stopped running, Eckley ran to the end of the block and turned around and sat down. I walked over to him. "So you think it's funny that Carson can't catch me?" Eckley barked and smiled. "I think it's funny that a wolf can smile." I reached out and touched his fur. He pressed his head into my hand. I rubbed him behind his ears. "I shouldn't treat you like a pet dog, but your fur is really soft."

I sobbed, my voice trembling with fear and desperation. To my astonishment, he let out a soft growl. Not threatening, not angry. It almost sounded like, "Hrrrr. Go." Was it real? Had I imagined it? No. It was real. My legs—trembling and heavy—finally stopped freezing. I could move again. "Thank you," I whispered breathlessly. "Thank you so much for your kindness. Mr. Wolf… you can return to your human form now, so I can remember you and keep my promise..."