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Word by word, sentence by sentence, she continued to trace the direction of the story being told in the novel titled "Werewolf Kingdom" A novel written by a world-renowned author and beloved by fantasy enthusiasts, its popularity has never waned until this day, even though 13 years have passed since its release to the public. The woman who is currently reading it is a fan of fantasy stories who already has a collection of more than 100 books in the bookshelf in her room. Not content with just books, the woman also has a collection of several movies, most of which tell stories about werewolves.

"Well, I read that when nonhumans fall in love they become obsessive and you are really obsessed with Sky. It's not a bad thing but why else would you get married at seventeen?" "And where exactly did you read that?" She finally reveals what she's holding behind her back, it's a book. "Ok Sunday I went at the library even though it was my day off. I went there to clear my head. My boss asked me to rearrange some of the shelves. Some of the books were very old," she hands me the book. "Some more than others." "What's this?" I ask and my heart skips a beat when I open it. "I hid it before anyone else could see it."

Helena reassures her daughter, her voice shaking as she tries to convince her own terrified wolf. Bianca holds zero fear toward the Afolayan Dominion, but her inner beast completely dreads Cedric Whitmore's cold fury. Her system feels completely suffocated under the patriarch’s absolute dictatorial control. The exact second her armored transport tears into the villa driveway, Bianca scrambles inside the front doors, her boots flying across the marble as Cedric's heavy footsteps echo right behind her frame. Spotting his younger son entering the hidden estate, Cedric approaches the heavy iron entrance doors with a barrage of lethal curses.

Chapter 259 The invasion of wild beasts is getting rampant Attacks to finish off all the wild animals that had barged into their territory began to be carried out intensely, considering there was nothing more that could be done to tame them. They were just a bunch of wild beasts. Although it was quite troublesome due to their numbers, it wasn't that much of a problem. Wild beasts just attacked blindly without thinking, unlike Human Beasts who could attack under the circumstances, so they didn't spend too much energy either.

The saga continues with Book Two, Lullaby. If you’d like a paperback copy of Fable for your bookshelf, check out the print version on Amazon – it’ll make an enchanting addition to your book collection ;) Just search for 'Fable by Saskia Snow; on Amazon and you'll find it. And if you enjoyed reading Fable as much as I enjoyed writing it, please leave a review on Amazon or Goodreads.

Her sweet scent whispered in the night air, faint but distinct, teasing my senses and pulling me in her direction like an invisible thread. My heart raced. She was on the other side of the park. Was she in her wolf form? Some omegas never shifted, but I’d heard of a few who did. The urge to change into my wolf and track her pumped through my veins. But a wolf roaming through the city wouldn’t go over well. I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals.

He would take the job as new Dean of Prestigious Law School. Andrew shook his head in pity. He could only imagine how his brother was going to react when he found out that The Beast was actually a young, tiny Asian woman. His face paled when his thoughts changed to how the professor would react to the news that she had been passed over for his brother. If he knew The Beast’s reputation, she was surely going to react strongly. He was right. The Beast was having an extremely bad day and it had only just begun. When news spread over campus, everyone steered clear of her path. However, an unfortunate few weren’t so lucky in their quest.

Flinging the covers to one side, I foraged for something I could use as a white flag of surrender and came up trumps with a pair of Calvin Klein boxer briefs. They had never been worn. There was no way to maintain such a white crotch in a pair of men’s undercrackers. I peered over the edge of the windowsill, all bleary-eyed and sniffling. Four very contrite-looking wolves turned their heads up at once. “You can come up, but I’m too traumatized to do anything other than cuddle,” I informed them. “Blame The Notebook.”

He inhaled deeply, drawing the mountain air and the lingering trace of scent into his lungs. He smelled the scorched wood from my First Moon flare. And he smelled Kieran. The silver in his eyes didn't just burn... it turned murderous. "He touched you," Caspian whispered. The voice didn't belong to a man. It was the low, vibrating growl of the Beast, vibrating through the floorboards. "You ran from my bed, out of my territory, straight into the camp of the male who sold you. And you let him put his hands on you?"

’ — my mind was covered with the knowledge of every thing regarding savage beasts. “Just what is this?” It was too amazing to be real. I touched another book that said, “Savage Beasts and the Phantom Dynasty.” A second later, the same thing happened. And despite the fact that I took in these knowledge in split-seconds, my mind was not perturbed in the least. ‘Incredible!’