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She was the one who had defended Matelli a little too tenaciously. "I can see you know Silvana”. Lefu laughs. The woman steps out of the shadows and push her chin forward. "She has been so kind as to offer me her help as a dog trainer”. He turns to the witch. “Silvana, per favore”. Silvana begins to whisper galdr. All four wolves grab their heads and kneel with a roar. Gudrun pushes her hand forward and sends a jet of beer out of the draft beer dispenser towards the Italian witch. Silvana flies backwards and loses grip on the wolves. Soaked, she gets up and stares hatefully at Gudrun.

“I didn't mean to. I was just taken aback by the color of your fur.” *** At the same time, in the Winter Pack, Julian was inside the library, and books littered around him on all sides. He sat on the floor, his back pressed against a rack, his brows were slightly furrowed as he focused his gaze on the content of the book he was currently reading. “The white wolf,” he read aloud. His fingers traced the words line by line until the end of the page before he moved, flipping the page to the next, and he repeated the motion all over again.

But these aren’t just any books. The first title I see reads: Everything You Need to Know About Wolves. My fingers tremble as I pull it from the shelf. Another title catches my eye: The Ranking of Wolves: Alpha, Beta, Luna… My stomach knots as I glance around. This room wasn’t meant to be found. Someone went to great lengths to hide it, but clearly, they didn’t do a good enough job. I carry the first book to a nearby table and open it, my eyes scanning the pages. Then a single word leaps out at me: Mate.

Julia took a deep breath before she said, “She’s my aunt. She put me up for adoption after my parents died. She’s been watching over me ever since.” I frowned. “But she’s a witch. You’re a wolf. How…?” Julia said, “My mother was a witch, too. My father was a werewolf. I’m a hybrid.” I nodded, pieces of the puzzle starting to fall into place. It explained why the witch was so protective; most witches and wolves would not be happy to hear there was a hybrid running around.

Occasionally a wolf would nudge my flank affectionately or brush their tail against mine in greeting. For the first time in days, I didn’t feel numb. I didn’t feel broken. I felt alive. Halfway through the run, Nick and Sonia flanked me on either side. Nick’s massive black wolf kept close, protective. Sonia’s tawny wolf pressed her shoulder against mine briefly in reassurance. You’re doing well, Sonia’s wolf aura whispered in a way only wolves understood. I dipped my head gratefully. The pack howled intermittently, their voices echoing across the dark canopy. My own howl rose again, strong and bright, guiding them onward.

Mike remarked as his self-assurance dwindled. He rolled his eyes and said, "But since when I started reading books." He went to the antique books and manuscripts corridor after arriving at the library. And began looking for collections of eternal wolves. Yona, meantime, was in the corridor's opposite column. She was researching about werewolves in order to give her novel's readers a glimpse into the true world of werewolves. Yes, I didn't tell you that Yona is a creative fantasy fiction author who works part-time for online novel apps.

Slowly, I raised my head up and saw Julia and Gwendolyn standing with their arms folded. I closed the book and removed the earphones from my ears. "Hi?" That came out as a question because I was confused about their presence here. "She said "hi"." Julia said and both of them snickered. I frowned slightly with my brows furrowed. What's the problem? I wondered. Julia bent to my eye level and snatched the book from my hand, and pretended to go through the book. "A werewolf romance? Girl, ewww! You're so fucking gross." She said, with her face contorted in a disgusting expression.

EVIE I sat on the couch in the living room, my hands on my system, typing away. I had been trying to search for the wolfman ever since I broke up with Scott. I needed to steal that man from Claire so that I would be happy once again. The plight I was going through at home just kept going from worse to worse, and I was already on my threshold. I needed something or someone to fill me with happiness. And right at the moment, the wolfman was my obsession, and I felt that he was the only one who could do the job. The only thing was, I couldn't find him on any of the social media handles no matter how hard I searched or even the keywords I used.

Their gazes lock, “It means that fire wolves are the most dangerous werewolf created, and that’s why they must remain pure.” She cracks up. “This sounds so much like a fairytale, and I’m not surprised. It’s the kindergarten book along with that one as well.” “Hey! Do not make jokes, Jac, these are the only books so far that graze over who you are. There are over a thousand books written about werewolves lore and none is written about fire wolves except these two and it was very hard finding them.” he frowned at her. “I’m sorry then for making fun of them and disregarding your effort.”

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