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“There’s no need for him to come with me, Grace. I told Jake that I can do this alone now that my future husband isn’t with me.” If he was going to play, then so was I. At this point, whatever Grace thought didn’t matter anymore because the idea that I was a whore was already set in her mind. Jake shifted his attention from Grace to me, and I enjoyed every second of his serious face and the way he tried to keep his heart inside his chest. My werewolf senses were weakening because of the illness that was as lethal as a silver knife, but I could still hear how I sped up his pulse with my words.

Because fuck. What in the actual hell was that? "Blame me all you want often, but this... This is your life. The universe..." "Thank fuck for bringing me into this shitshow." I huffed angrily and crossed my arms across my chest. Grace paused in her sentence before a deathly halo formed at the back of my head. I know that it took only a snap of a finger and I would be a heap of bones and stinky flesh, but fuck it all. How could she keep all of that from me and expect me to act right? My mate’s wolf was sealed inside of her, and it took a drunken confession and blasts of lightning erupting from out of her face to know that she was not wolfless like we were all made to believe, but some cruel w

“A common name, you might say.” “No, it’s beautiful. I mean it...” “How about you? What’s your name?” asked Grace curiously. She let out a long sigh. “I think I want to change my name. I’ll tell you when I have a new one.” Grace chuckled with her statement. “Then I want to know your real name before you change it into a new one,” she said, her voice was playful yet pleasant. Amara was a bit hesitant to give her name. It was a name of a lone werewolf, a child whose blood was cursed by the Moon Goddess, a daughter who suffered all her life and ended up as a runaway who hides in the human territory.

she said. “Don’t worry he will contact you and if you want I have his number” said Althea. “He is your best friend. Can you tell me about him,” she said. “You seem so excited,” said Althea, smiling. “You know he is hot,” said Wanda. Both Alex and Mateo rolled their eyes and muttered “Girls”. “Althea you are Canis lupus and you are pregnant with a white wolf’s child, that makes the baby the strongest kind in an entire werewolf’s race,” said Grace.

“That doesn’t wipe away the fact that wolves spent thousands of years consolidating resources and power! It’s not like Ethan Kincaid took the throne a poor man. He’s a billionaire! And he got that way by exploiting capitalist systems that privileged his secret knowledge about wolves and his physical strength.” Grace looks at me like she’s worried, her mouth flattening into a straight line. “You know I’m always down for a critique of capitalism, Nad,” she says. “But these boys are not their fathers.” I blink at her, shocked that she doesn’t agree with me.

To think someone would mutilate his manhood like that to the point of being unable to create pups. “Who would do something like that to a man?” I question quietly, backing away a few steps. “Grace. I can guarantee he was trying to rape her.” Amelia deadpans, her eyes cold as a murderous aura surrounds the she-wolf. All the sympathy I had is now gone, only disgust left. I sniff the air, searching past the blood to find the mint and lavender underneath. Grace was here and luckily she left unmated and with a warning to all males. I can’t help but feel pride for a wolf I have never met.

He was about to tear the paper when his eyes accidentally fell upon the next line. ‘Do you know who that werewolf is in this life and that vampire girl? That’s none other than you and your beautiful and sexy mate Grace. Vampire’s venom is poisonous to werewolves as well as werewolf’s saliva is poisonous to Vampire, everyone knows that but it won’t work on Grace, because she was a vampire in her previous life and was chosen by an alpha. So, I was thinking of marking her mine and converting her first hybrid.’ Zayden tore the paper and threw it on the floor, not caring that it dirtied the floor.

This was the first time Roselle saw a grey-haired Werewolf. They said that the major indicator that a Werewolf was old and ancient was their grey hair. The woman walking towards her was still very beautiful and elegant, exuding a regal aura of probably a queen dowager. Could it be that she's the mother of the late empress? "Duchess Rowena," Elijah greeted the woman and gave a deep bow to her. Roselle followed Elijah's actions and immediately did the same. She had yet to meet anyone other than Romeo and his men in this castle – not even the Duke and Duchess – so having the duchess suddenly approaching her totally caught her off guard. Was it alright for her to interact or stay close to her?

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

"They're the human hybrid. A new specises of wolves." Impossible. That was the use of the alchemy? How could a wolf betray their kind this way? How could humans ever give up on themselves to be turned into such insipid creatures? The roof above us, creaks heavily, a rumbling sound echoing from the center of the building, skating towards us in ripples. "Leila!" Grayson calls suddenly rushing towards me, both of us hitting the ground outside as debris fell, an entire section of the pack house collasping inwards.