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They are nocturnal animals. "What exactly do you want to do ...." "Did you know the cursed Luna had returned to NorthWulf with her daughter?" The werewolf's entrance cut off Melisam's sentence. A pack of werewolves entered the pub. They were enjoying their conversation. "I heard about it. However, I could not see the girl personally." They settled down in a chair near Melisam and Rockley. One of them laughed. "That's true, as well. After all, I'm sure Alpha Rondolf Blackton wouldn't allow two cursed women to settle in the holy NorthWulf."

V I am Ana, a rogue werewolf who has been on the run for years. I refused to follow the rules of my pack and their strict code of conduct, always longing for the freedom to live my life as I wanted. Becoming a rogue wolf seemed like the perfect solution, but it turned me into a fugitive, always running and never having a day of rest.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

“Seems like a nice book, you got there. What is the name?” “Oh it is…The title is the Unknown Luna, it is about a woman who didn’t know she was mated to an Alpha and she was… It probably doesn’t sound like the kind of things you like to read. After all werewolves aren’t real.” She said as the old woman laughed heartily and said,

I hope she was telling the truth. However, I'm not that interested in that at the moment. What intrigued me the most was what the old man and woman just mentioned. As far as my knowledge is concerned, werewolf packs have shared the same beliefs about our kinds. And that each pack is trying to uphold peace and order despite the extreme conflicts they could have. Unless the wolves who attacked Nathalie's pack were the rogues. They love chaos as they did to our packs. "Can I come with you?" Could not help but ask. I have to make sure right through my eyes Nathalie is completely l safe. "I'd be the one to send the letters myself, can I?"

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding. Jacob, on the other hand, had taken a different path. His dark hair and brooding demeanor often led others to underestimate him. But beneath that exterior lay a heart filled with loyalty and courage. It was during one of his solitary excursions into the woods that he encountered Lyra, a fierce and independent werewolf. Their worlds collided in a whirlwind of emotions, igniting a spark that neither had anticipated. The bond between a vampire and a werewolf was a rarity, fraught with challenges, yet their connection was undeniable. Jacob found himself torn between the expectations of his lineage and t

She glanced around, expecting to find a mosquito, but seeing nothing returned to her reading. Liana was so enthralled by the early reader chapter book she was reading that she barely registered the door opening and two men walking in. Her nose twitched a bit when their scents reached her, but she didn’t react. She was reading yet another story about a moonbeam shooting through the dark to help a male werewolf find his mate. This time the girl had been captured by some wildlife conservation people who were holding her captive, not knowing she was a werewolf. They were wanting to relocate her to an area that needed wolves, but didn’t understand how hard it was for her to be away from her pack

Caroline put her foot ahead then her mind said, " Hey! What are you doing? How can you believe in a stranger and that also in a guy." She again put her leg back. "Why are you thinking so much? Just get inside before he changes his mind to give you lift and leave you here alone. You're already a werewolf, brave daughter of a strong alpha of a pack." Her heart persuaded her. "So what if you're a werewolf? Nowadays, humans are more monsters than werewolves. " her mind warned her. "Oie.. Caroline flustered and uttered, " both of you stop fighting." She said so loudly that he got confused too and muttered to himself, " Both? " and he looked around out of the car from the window, " who's the other

They were surprised and resigned, but also grateful that they could immediately leave the room which was filled with the fishy smell of blood from the hungry werewolf's muzzle. "Why is this all happening?" one of the female guests was crying hysterically. His feet were still walking regularly in front of a middle-aged man. The onlookers could only close their eyes and shake their heads. There was great anxiety and fear on their faces, which had stiffened at the sight of the terrifying form of a werewolf, which they had never seen before. One of the youths who kept his feet on his feet, said as he watched the werewolves attacking Sheryl, “they're even scarier than the history books tell us. A