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Werewolves could still communicate even in their wolf form, not words though but they could understand eachother perfectly. "You're Breathtaking...your wolf is very beautiful" I tell her managing to not roll my tongue all over her wolf. Could this night get any more better! Everything was so perfect already, we raced eachother howling as we ran through the leaves only stopping when we were both completely exhausted. I could feel the happiness seeping off her. We're both breathing loudly and laughing from the run.

Including me. Werewolves began finding their mates at eighteen. At exactly that age I'd looked into Gerad Justin's eyes and was crushed to realize he wasn't my mate. He'd probably looked into mine and thought, 'f*ck. Another one of those weirdos', not aware of the emotional turmoil going on inside me.

" However, just like every other person here, I too am finding it difficult to connect with the story. I mean, the Omega girl, though has been said to be all sorts of things, would not have a reason to kill the moon goddess. In fact, the moon goddess stood by her in a very awkward manner. The moon goddess even considered such a lowly thing like her to be the mate to our honored and respected heir apparent. It is the dream of every young lady in our midst to climb that mountain and become the Luna of the pack. Why would she now do such an awful thing?" " I will tell you a short story. " The alpha king said and rose from his throne. " My own father told me the same story. A frog and a scorpion

"Relax, it's just herbs to ward off the cold. The temperature dropped last night, and my throat's been scratchy." She still looked doubtful, so I quickly shifted the subject. "You barged in here in a panic. What's going on?" Lily smacked her forehead, suddenly reminded of whatever had sent her rushing over. She launched into a frantic explanation. Apparently, Ryan had taken Eleanor to the Royal Theater today to see a play. The story followed a werewolf princess forced into a political marriage with another pack, enduring hardship for the sake of her pack. It became a tragic legend in werewolf history.

We had only been apart for a short time and I missed him again uncontrollably. We were holding hands when suddenly she stood still. I twisted my head strangely to look at her and asked, "What's wrong?" "Will he cheat on your feelings?" Her face was serious and earnest. I immediately denied it. "No way! He wouldn't!" "I've heard that a lot of werewolves like to pretend to be in love with pretty girls and then dump them heartlessly. They get a sense of fulfillment from watching them fall out of love." She paced from side to side, analyzing it methodically.

I told her. She nodded. "I'm going to get to my room," I said as I began to leave. "Red," Cali stopped me. I paused with my back turned towards her, waiting to hear what she was about to say. "I know how you feel, I know how it feels to love someone that doesn't belong to you, and it hurts very bad," I heard her. I spun around to look at her. Within her eyes, I saw sadness. "Where I am from before my entire pack was taken by strong flashes of lightning, I was in love with a werewolf from another pack," she told me.

“Well, speaking of sniffing, I heard you were using my perfume again. Since when did you start caring about romance?” “Fell in love, or what?” I teased. Mia rolled her eyes, pretending to be offended. “I’m not in love! I just found a book about werewolves in love — it’s so exciting and romantic! They went through so much and found their way back to each other. They could even heal each other! I wish I could do that someday.” These days, werewolf romance books are everywhere, painting breathtaking tales of unearthly love. But in reality, not everyone finds their true mate. Many marriages are out of convenience, or just happen to be with the wrong person.

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She finally suggested, jumping off my arms as she runs to her books closet to pull out a book. “ Will that make you happy?” my cheek beams as she drops the book on my lap. Fall in love with a witch “ Fall in love with a witch?” I read it out and stare curiously at her. “ Yeah, I love the book. A werewolf and a witch became lovers and the gave birth to an hydride.” She narrates the story to me. “ Why do you want to read it again?” I study her for a second. “ Because it’s one of my favorites and it’s a rare situation that a werewolf and a witch are in love.” She smiles, it’s so blissful.

In the shadows, the whispered promise of power awaited, its allure beckoning him to take the plunge into the unknown. With resolve burning in his eyes, the Alpha King summoned his remaining strength. The path ahead was fraught with danger and uncertainty, but he was determined to harness the vampire princess's blood and rewrite their destiny. The wheels of fate were set in motion, and the stage was prepared for a clash of powers, love, and betrayal. The Alpha King' men would embark on a journey that would test his allegiance, challenge his convictions, and push the boundaries of what was possible. The destiny of the werewolf pack and the vampire princess intertwined, their fates entangled in