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She sat down with a thump staring in amazement at the beautiful golden Wolf staring right back at her, ‘OMG’ She was stunned, Oh. My. Fucking. God. I am a Wolf’ She was terrified and exhilarated at the same time, all her senses were heightened, she could see, and smell things she never had before, and lifting her head she scented the breeze.

It kept looking at me with blue green eyes that were a contrast of mine. I noticed it had silver like white fur which was very rare. It had a lightning streak at the side of its body. Walking around and around me like a predator hunting and stalking its prey. I took on a defensive stance,ready for when it pounced. But the wolf looked at me for a few more seconds and opened its mouth to speak. The voice I heard speaking shocked me so much that I didn't hear what she said the first time. “It's time to wake up, Your Highness,” the wolf said to me.

The wolf, who had been busy chewing up Gavin, spat out his shoe and growled menacingly, followed by jumping on me. I sidestepped, but the wolf managed to push me down with its left paw. I let out a loud cry of pain when I felt it sink its teeth into my shoulder, but before any damage could be done, the wolf immediately retracted its teeth, taking a step back away from me, its green eyes staring at me as if staring right through my soul. From the corner of my eye, I saw Taylor throw a silver bomb at the wolf, who immediately growled out in pain, shifting into a very naked and muscular man, Alpha Alexander Pierce, my biggest enemy!

“How does having a wolf feel like?” Rowena asked me as the two of us got in her car. When I told her three weeks ago about finally meeting my wolf, she was ecstatic. She came over along with Dinah almost immediately and we celebrated for the night. Riona loved the two of them, but she told me that she couldn’t sense their wolves like how she sensed Xander’s almost immediately. “I love this! I actually love Riona so much. She’s so fun and a bit sassy,” I replied, connecting my phone with her car’s Bluetooth to put on some music.

he says, I felt like he means something else, but I had no idea what. "Is that a wolf thing?" I ask him. "Yeah, it's definetly a wolf thing," he answers me, he smells weird, but I love it, I yawned feeling exhausted after everything that happened today. "Why don't you take a nap, it's been a long day," Roman suggest and I nod, it has indeed been a very long day.

“Just pay attention to how you feel around him. Listen to your wolf. Mine freaked out whenever I was around Gray.” I stifle a laugh, trying to remain still. “My wolf isn’t a very good judge of character.” “Yeah, your wolf’s a little crazy,” Fallon agrees. We’ve always joked about how our wolves must have been switched at birth- Fallon’s wolf is calm, easy to control, while mine is wily as heck. “She’s a big fan of Theo,” I murmur. “Oof. Maybe don’t listen to your wolf, then.” We both giggle. I hear Fallon click the top back on the eyeliner and I open my eyes, blink a few times.

I'm not even aware of what I said. Slowly I raised my hand, and I intended to touch the wolf's mane. I want to feel the fur that looks sharp, and the wolf remains silent even though my writing has touched his mane "What's this feeling?" I said. There are different things when I feel the wolf "very comfortable" I said. I'm complacent about this situation. The wolf just bowed his body and prostrated in front of me. his eyes fixed on me "who are you?" I asked with a sigh

"Get away from me Sophia before I hurt you.” Everything feels like a dream when I shift entirely into my wolf. My body was moving, and I was clueless about what I was doing. I hear noises, more like screams. I soon feel the presence of another wolf, a familiar wolf. He was powerful. He tries to stop me. His large body went over me, and I feel its teeth sinking into my neck. It growls at me as it did telling me to take control of my wolf. My wolf didn't want to, it just wants the shapeshifter to be dead and away from what she feels belong to her.

Carl was trying to figure out the feelings and thoughts of his wolf as he sat down on the couch. His wolf reminded him of how Meagan had also enjoyed flirting with him, how she had been clear about having a secret adventure with him, the terms she had stated and how she had moaned and screamed out his name at every thrust he made into her core. And the memories of having sex with Meagan turned him on completely. He could sense his own arousal in the air as the picture of Meagan against the walls of the bathroom, her legs wrapped around his waist, her nails digging into the skin on his back and him thrusting into her harder until the both came. These thoughts were making him crazy as he tried

**Mia:** “Your body feels… bigger. More. Powerful, but not in a showy way. Like the earth itself is holding you up, rooting you. And the instincts… they’re loud. Run. Hunt. Protect. Pack. But you’re still you underneath. Just… freer. Like the glamour falls away and you finally fit your own skin.” Haru listens—completely still, gold eyes locked on hers. **Haru:** “Does it feel… lonely? When you’re the wolf?” **Mia (soft smile):** “Sometimes. If you’re alone. But when you’re with the pack… it’s the opposite. You’re never alone. You feel them. Their heartbeats sync with yours. It’s like… belonging so deep it hurts in a good way.”