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“She’ll come around. What wolf wouldn’t want to be mated with a Lycan King?” I gave her a sad smile. “I think I found the only wolf in the country that doesn’t want to be mated. She doesn’t even want to be a wolf.” I heard a noise coming down the hallway and gave Julie a look. She understood it immediately and we quit talking about Kacela. She pointed to the piles on the desk.

Neerah The smell of books really calms my mind these days. And today, it is not just any book that I am reading. I am going to read the book titled ‘Soulful bond’ by a writer who calls himself ‘Gee Wolf’ I am finally going to find out if I can explain the first two days I spent at the pack house. Every one of the teachers I asked in school said that this book is like the textbook to every tiny explanation you need about werewolf connections. Their connection with their mates, their wolves, their pack members…

I am not Julian. Then who are you? The darkness in front of her coalesced into a shape. A wolf. Massive. Grey. Its eyes were the color of old blood. Its fur moved like smoke. I am what Julian should have been, the wolf said. I am the hunger that cannot be fed. I am the curse that cannot be broken. I am the first wolf's shadow. Luan's heart pounded. The first wolf is gone. The first wolf is sleeping. The wolf stepped closer. Its breath was cold. It smelled of graves. I am what remains when the first wolf closes its eyes. I am the nightmare that the first wolf dreamed. And I am waking up.

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

And their claws tore at the soft soil, leaving blackened gouges in the glowing ground. Lymera’s heart raced, but she did not falter. She shifted into her wolf form, powerful and sleek, fur shining silver in the moonlight, eyes blazing with golden fire. The queen of Nightbrae, Alpha’s mate, protector of the forest’s heart… she was a force to be reckoned with.

So much so that he would bring you not one, but three more werewolf books under “A.R. Were World Series” Mad Wolf — Book II (already completed and available here) Lone Wolf - To Kidnap The Alpha's Daughter — Eros Adler’s story, Book III (published on GoodNovel) The Wolf Prince — Dmitry’s story or you can read Tiffany’s story: Viva Lust Vegas This author hopes that you will give these three books as much love and support as you have given TTWA. So the question this author has been receiving: how to find these books? Since those books are FREE at the moment (it will be paid SOON so you should READ ASAP while it is free), thus it will not be shown on Goodnovel Application. Here are step-by-step

My aunt had that effect on wolves. “Unfortunately, loud and clear,” King replied. “Don’t you remember the fabulous heart-to-heart we had in the House of Seasons about Claiming your Charm and acting like a traditional Wolve Winner?” Isabella’s voice moved the Re-education Center. I stumbled, when my jerremy withdrew from the Alphas, letting them fall onto their howling buttes as well. “Did you think that I wouldn’t sense in my visions you leading a riot in one of my orderly centers? How’s that becoming worthy?”

The forest was too still. No wind. No sound. Even the crickets had gone silent. Selene stood by her window, staring at the bundle of black feathers now sealed inside a glass jar on her desk. The witches’ mark looked harmless, almost delicate but her wolf wouldn’t stop pacing. They’re here, the wolf murmured in the back of her mind, not a voice but a warning pulse. They’re Close. Her stomach twisted. She knew better than to doubt that instinct.

The first thing that caught my attention was the book she tried to hide from me in the library. It laid on her bed. I picked it up. “Lupus obscura.” I muttered out the title of the book, confused about the meaning. I flipped through the pages of the book, the meaning turned out to be a latin inspired word, meaning ‘Dark wolf.’ Dark wolf? I skimmed through. There's something written about red-eyed wolves and how dangerous they can be when they transform. It's the same thing Jacob talked about. He was right. Claudia is dangerous.

The world cracked wide open. --- He stood in the prison again. But this time, the wolf wasn’t chained. It was walking toward him—fur gold and black, its body too large, too old. Its eyes were his own. > “You’ve run long enough,” the wolf said. “You are the last. You are the gate.” Ezra’s legs trembled, but he stood his ground. “I’m not your vessel.” The wolf’s smile was slow. Cold. > “Then why are you breaking?”