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"Are you afraid of admitting that your wolf lost control?" He snatched her hands off his body and stepped back hard, like her touch had burned him. "Don't do that again." His eyes swept over her once, cold and dismissive. "You're not my type. Not even close. And my wolf is a greedy rascal. He wants a lot more than what you can ever offer." "A lot more sex?" "No, not exactly." "You want me to do those things to you in bed?"

A bruise was already blooming along her cheekbone where Lira’s fist had grazed her. He took her injured arm in careful hands. “Hold still.” He leaned in and, without warning, licked the wounds. Elara gasped. The contact was warm, wet, strangely intimate. She felt the faint rasp of his tongue, then something else, warmth spreading, tingling, numbing the worst of the pain. “What are you...” “Werewolf saliva,” he murmured against her skin. “Heals faster than anything human. Especially for mates.” He continued, slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue along each cut. The bleeding slowed. The edges began to knit together before her eyes.

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

“The answer to your question is yes,” Mr. Morgenstern said. Hannah and I glanced at each other before turning back to him. It felt good to be prove right. “Werewolves exist and there are a lot of them in this town,” he continued. His wife slipped her dainty hand into his. They were seated on a loveseat couch while the three of us were on a four sitter opposite theirs. Mrs. Morgenstern seemed like the perfect stepford wife who did nothing but care for her husband and the family. “In fact, there are more supernatural beings than humans in this town.”

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.

Lightning crackled at her fingertips, igniting the air with electric fury, while gusts of wind swirled around her, carrying the echoes of her adversaries' defeat. One by one, the werewolves fell beneath Beverly's onslaught. Their snarls of aggression gave way to agonized yelps as she struck them down with a combination of unearthly strength and strategic prowess. The ground bore witness to the remnants of their battle, stained with the evidence of their demise.

Yes, I manage to ease off a bit but every time I heard their soft moans and growls, my brain could imagine how the battle is going. And the thought of imagining things is worse than looking at them fighting because of me. An eighteen years old man with a serious brain issue is fighting against two because he hated the idea when someone wants to be her boyfriend. "We're werewolves, honey, not monsters. Half human and half wolf." says defensively the woman next to me. "And, truth be told, humans are more monstrous than us. Keep that in mind." Because my heart and brain could not make it to the finish line, I remove the woman's grip by force and run as fast as I can even without considering whe

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

I am welcome to show my physical strength and how strong of a she-wolf I am. “Well, shall we call it a day?” Cyrus purred in my ears before placing a kiss on my cheeks. I met his lips with a passionate kiss instead. Beta Aric coughed. "Seriously? Are you gonna have sex in front of me?” He crossed his arms and gave his Alpha King and Luna a pout. I chuckled but Cy caught my lips again and he gave his Beta a middle finger. “Well, maybe I should just go and find some hot girl to get laid with.”

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe