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Snowie hops onto the arm of the couch, watching us with big, curious eyes. “I can't believe you're mine. You look like a fairytale.” He mumbles, his eyes flicking all over my face. My tummy rumbles—not from hunger, Jaxon always makes sure I eat. I'm tense, flustered, whatever word to describe this hot, bubbly feeling he's choking me up with. “I can't believe you're mine either,” I exhale, shakily. “You're like the hottest, daddiest man I've ever met in my entire life. You're literally Wolverine. Do you know Wolverine?”

Shouting for everyone to give Harry some room to breathe, they cleared out, holding onto the fence that we were repairing, several feet away from where the boy lay. “Alpha?” I hear a meek voice inside my head. This is new- a new wolf speaking to me and I dare say... I am overjoyed. Harry’s wolf. Something inside me bursts and scatters around in my chest. Similar to when Kenzie was born and I saw her for the first time. My heart melts. [We’re here, focus on Harry] Red speaks to the new wolf but I also pay attention to her words. Yes, Harry. My chest puffs out in excitement both for myself as alpha and for the boy who was defying the odds.

"Augustine and Alo are here. They don't really need our presence..." "I know what you're doing, and it's wrong. You know for a fact that if I can stay away, that's the option I'd choose... although I wouldn't say no to a quick hug right now... but my room isn't really unoccupied at that moment. Maybe we can use the Crossroad Cafe's storage room?" Harry turned his head, not wanting to witness the happiness of a mated couple, then turned his attention to the little girl. He wanted to be able to look at her and understand why Connor said she was turning his wolf into a marshmallow.

Harry wasn’t exactly human. When they got serious, Harry revealed his secret to Mom. Somehow, he didn’t pick up on the fact Mom sucks eggs at keeping secrets. Not even five minutes passed before she told me. Luckily for Harry, I can keep secrets. You see, Harry’s a werewolf. I know what you’re thinking — run, this guy is totally crazy! That’s exactly what I told Mom, so she convinced Harry to do the change into a wolf thing in front of me.

I blushed at the sincerity in his words and quickly averted my gaze. I cleared my throat. "Are there any other superpowers werewolves have?" Harper chuckled. "We don't have superpowers, per se. We just have heightened senses. We have a strong sight; I can even look clearly in the dark. I have powerful hearing; I can hear your heart's steady breathing right now and I could hear it when it thudded against your chest when you're excited. I have a keen sense of smell too; I could smell your arousal in the air when I started kissing you in the classroom."

I just find it easy to tell her how sorry I am because I want her to see the sincerity of my heart. “What are you doing here?” “I told you I would bring you here, why did you leave without me?” I had gone to check up on Harry at the dungeons after I got a call from Baba that he was losing consciousness after I stabbed him with the knife, I knew it was going to be the most painful and horrible thing that would ever happen to him but as a wolf, he was supposed to survive it but after I got a call that he was dying was when we realized, the little bastard was half-wolf.

I laughed, “Well, at least you got to know your father. I have no clue who mine is.” The next guy, who had dusty brown hair, green eyes and tan, replied, “I’m Linden. I’m about to turn sixteen. I’m a werewolf in White Peaks pack. I was raised by my biological father too. He told me that I was also a warlock, I didn’t believe him until I got pissed and a knife flew right past his head. That scared the shit out of both of us. That was when he asked around for some witches to train me. Dahlia showed up, and here I am.” I shook my head, “Ugh! That sucks.”

“I know you’re still in there, Morgan. I know you’re scared. But so am I.” He licked my hands, a soft whimper escaping his muzzle. I felt sparks moving over my body, originating from the spot in my neck, and tears gathered in my eyes. His wolf whimpered, his wet nose touching mine. Then his tongue ran up my cheek and moved to the other side to do the same. That's when I realized that he was licking up my tears. “Everyone leave”, Harry’s voice came to me in my hypnotized state. “It’s okay,” I whispered, resting my forehead against his.

Maybe I’m imagining it, but it actually feels like it’s getting smaller, like it’s less sticky and malleable and becoming firm and cool, more vine like than stretchy. I’m not sure how long I keep focusing on making the red disappear but suddenly the pup shifts on my lap and my hands are no longer touching fur but smooth warm skin. I hear a cacophony of gasps, and my eyes fly open as the pup slides off my lap to sit in front of me, no longer a wolf but human boy. His hair is dishevelled and he’s looking around in confusion – I look at Dr Gamwell, who’s sitting with eyes wide with shock and his mouth hanging open and then to the crowd standing at the window – the woman is fully sobbing now and

It was a terrifying blend of a human teenager and a wild, powerful beast. I stayed pressed back against the wall, keeping my physical distance from him. "Your hands turned completely black, Holden. What is happening to your body? What is that horrible black poison?" Holden looked down at his own palms, exhaling a long, tired breath. The terrifying gold color in his eyes finally faded away, returning to his normal dark brown color. He rubbed his face with his hands. "You shouldn't know about any of this, Lily. You are just a regular human girl. You are supposed to be safe from this world. But my inner wolf won't let me lie to your face anymore after what just happened. You are my fated mate,