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The rest of the world could have burned down, and in here, it would still smell like old paper and ink. Perfect. I’d pulled three entire stacks of books around me, a fortress of leather bindings and worn pages: histories of werewolves, dense texts on Lycans, thin, brittle pamphlets about old bloodlines, even obscure case studies of wolfless wolves and the rare, desperate stories of those who’d somehow triggered their first shift late in life. None of it helped.

**If you have not read Books 1 & 2 this portion contains SPOILERS!** (Mate pairs are at the end of the author's note) Dear Readers, I want to say thank you all for sticking out the entire Guardian collection. It's not a typical series since each book has different main characters and for the most part, are standalone's but if you stuck it out and read all three THANK YOU! I am humbled. The Alpha's Guardian is my first werewolf novel (and only the second book I have ever written in my life) and I like to think I have grown since then.

Alpha Kayden - POV The autopsy report Harris brought in arrived late, and I read through it in the library while he called someone to fix the shattered window. The findings were disturbing: Raven was indeed a werewolf, but her heart contained a dark core—an intensity unlike anything we’d seen before. It was similar to the aura we found in the abandoned Night Angel pack building, yet this one was stronger, darker. The report went on to say that Raven’s transformation began in childhood, fueled by an herb called Henbane, a plant that only grows in the desolate lands. Henbane, they said, hadn’t been active for decades, not since Raven was imprisoned. I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling

This left Adam astounded. With an extremely curious look, he turned to look at this small gray wolf. “You are…” “Let me introduce myself a little, I am Smith. Before, I was like you, a werewolf outcast in the human world. But after following him, I gained a sense of my sanity. Of course, this is just the sanctity of a wolf.” During the conversation, Smith's gaze shifted slightly towards the leader of the white wolf, inside showing a few parts of admiration and respect.

The fate of the werewolves and vampires hung in the balance once more, their futures entwined in a web of love, betrayal, and the relentless pursuit of power. As the final act of the Beta's treacherous plan began to unfold, the Werewolf kingdom was thrown into chaos. Outside the kingdom walls, a false alarm was created, luring Prince Amareux away on a mission to resolve the supposed threat. It was the perfect diversion, allowing the Beta and his cohorts to capture Arayah, their poisoned prey.

He’s right—I haven’t processed a single word. “I’m fine.” “You’re a terrible liar.” He comes in and shuts the door. “What’s going on? And don’t say nothing. You’ve been off since you got back from the Ashford estate.” Garrett’s been my Beta for fifteen years. He knows me better than almost anyone. But I can’t tell him this. “Just stressed. Full moon was rough this year.” “Uh-huh.” He doesn’t look convinced. “This have anything to do with a certain Alpha’s daughter?”

“So damn beautiful. You don’t even know what you’re doing to us, do you?” She shakes her head. A shaky laugh slips from me before I can stop it. “Only you could have four werewolves arguing over condoms. I had to distract you earlier while Callen, Ryder, and Remy were trying to figure out how to use the condoms.” She giggles. “That’s what that was? I thought you were just being sweet while they argued over who went first.” “Nope, they were fighting with the condoms like they were some kind of puzzle from the goddess herself. I’m surprised you didn’t hear Ryder swearing about which way it’s supposed to roll down. I nearly choked trying not to laugh.”

Gwendoline hissed as she darted from the room. I found it incredulous that a witch as familiar with vampires as she was would tell me to lock a door to keep one out, but I padded my bare feet across my wool carpet to obey her orders anyway. My heart was threatening to climb into my throat as I pressed my ear against the door to hear what was being said on the other side. This was a time when I truly longed for vampire hearing.

She could feel the same connection she felt with Callan buzzing inside of her. Callan looked deep in thought as he stared into the distance. He was glad that they had finally found their mate. But he wished it would have been at a better time. They were currently at war with the rogues. Rogues are werewolves who were kicked out of packs and lost their human side making them grow feral. the second most vicious pack in the world, the dark moon pack being the first. They were also being constantly attacked by vampires. The Drengr coven. The coven of vampires. They were known to be the most ruthless vampire coven in the east coast of Romania.

“All except Josh and some new guy named Paul who is fifteen like Josh.” “Well, at least he has some morals,” I mused. “No,” Cindy said. “He has them sit in the room and watch so that they can learn what needs to be done to assure impregnation.” “There’s a method?” I said with confusion. Kenton cleared his throat. “Werewolves emit a type of sexual venom through oral sex that not only acts as an aphrodisiac, but it boosts the probability of pregnancy by five-hundred percent.” “Do they really need tutoring for oral sex?” I asked as I recalled all of the fun that I had exploring with my boyfriend back in Chicago.