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For the past three months, he has been trying his best to cheer me up in one way or the other. Even with his tight and heavy schedule, he always finds time to visit me two or more times a day. Though we'd kissed numerous times, I make sure not to keep up to that strange and unknown feeling that disturbs me. I returned to the table and sat down on the chair in front of it. I switched on the lamp so I could continue from where I stopped where I was reading. I smiled as my gaze landed on the paragraph where I stopped in such an interesting story. It's a werewolf story titled The Alpha's Revenge written by mystic writes. It's available in Goodnovel alone.

com/eustoma_reyna I****T: https://www.i****t.com/eustoma_reyna P.S. This book is ending soon with only a few chapters left. I know the story went through a drastic change in plot, and I sincerely apologize for that. Something unexpected happened in my real life, and because of it, I had to step back from writing and romanticizing werewolves. Honestly, I struggled a lot since last year and kept contemplating whether I should just drop this book entirely. However, I felt bad doing so because I’m not used to abandoning stories I already started.

I hated how steadying it felt. I stepped back before I could think too hard about that. "Just — explain. You said you'd seen this before. What did you mean?" "There's a novel," he said. "About a wolf warrior who enrolls at an academy and starts shifting into a black wolf instead of the rare white wolf she was born with. No one can explain it. Not at first." My pulse spiked. "Who wrote it?" "Sophie Miller, I think." The name hit me like a blow to the chest. The world tilted, sound rushing out of my ears until all I could hear was my own heartbeat, deafening.

flee away. I finally smelled the werewolf I came here for, Alpha Chase of the Nok pack, who I remembered from the masquerade ball was Rafael’s best buddy and a fucking pig to. I appeared in front of the werewolf and quickly tore its head off. Alpha Chase of the Nok pack trembles in despair as I approach him, terrified of what I might do to him. I was willing to do anything to reunite with my inner darkness since she was the only source of light I had left after she was taken. “Where is Rafael? I could smell his terror, and it was delicious. My roar sent dread deep into his soul. I could read his mind, so he was lying when he said, “I swear Alpha Dimitri, I do not know.” He knew more than he

The metal feels sharp through my thin shirt. Something catches my eye as Gideon's sleeve rides up when he adjusts my arm. There's a tattoo - a wolf with blue eyes. Just like the one I drew as a kid. “That's my wolf drawing.” My voice shakes. Gideon yanks his sleeve down. “Don't stop aiming.” Suddenly, shadows move at the corners of the deserted facility. Men in black step out, guns raised. “Hand over Subject Nova, traitor,” their leader says. Gideon pushed me behind him so fast that I fell. He barked like a dog, “You'll die first.”

Zelena. I opened my eyes slowly. The sun was already shining brightly through the window. I reached my arm behind me and felt around the bed. I sat up quickly and looked around the room. Gunner wasn’t there. I took a deep breath and yawned stretching my arms out. Wait, my chest didn’t hurt. I twisted my back from side to side waving my arms in the air, my ribs didn’t hurt at all. I got up from the bed and walked around the room, still no pain. I noticed the bookshelf and decided to take a look. There were so many books, some with older worn covers and others newer looking. I picked up a small red book and read the cover ‘A Lycanthropy Reader; WEREWOLVES IN WESTERN CULTURE’. I flicked through

UNKNOWN “That stupid brother of mine and his stupid games, he wanted them than he can host them. I’m not his fucking assistant he can boss around.” I groan to myself. I really wasn’t feeling the whole ‘look and act nice’ thing we had to hold up, but I guess you don’t get to choose what you like when you are forced to move due to war. The European Council of Werewolves agreed to give us this big piece of land in the south of Spain in exchange for my brothers’ expertise in the extermination of vampires and his promise to host the European Wolf Games until he finds his Mate.

But as she turned back to her work, she caught a glimpse of something on the stranger's wrist - a strange tattoo, unlike anything she had ever seen before. Suddenly, everything clicked into place. This wasn't just any ordinary werewolf. He was something else entirely. Luna's heart raced as she watched the stranger leave the coffee shop, her mind racing with questions. Who was he? What was he doing in Silverwood? And most importantly, what was that tattoo on his wrist? She knew she had to find out more, and she was willing to do whatever it took to uncover his secrets. With a sense of determination burning inside her, Luna grabbed her coat and headed out the door, ready to begin her investiga

Clara pointed out. "Course he is, the Alpha that bit him probably did it as a last resort that's why he isn't sired to him, Jason's a lone wolf" Joseph calmed down and got another beer. "A lone wolf? You didn't teach me about those, you said Werewolves always travel in packs" Clara said confused. "They're very rare! Very rare, lone wolves are a type of Werewolf bound by no one, they have complete freedom and complete control, not to mention their strength it rivals some alphas" Joseph explained.

And neither was the man who came for her. Because the moment she disappeared. Something ancient began to stir. Something that had been waiting for her. A single message reached the Council that night. Short. Simple. Terrifying. “The conduit has awakened.” And across the werewolf world. War began to rise.