Meowscles X Midas Novels & Stories

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

I cried, feeling the waves as they crashed into me. Lucan’s finger moved, then he stretched my pussy lips by adding another finger. “Arghhh… Lucan… I am… I am going to cum….” His eyes darkened into something raw, then he stared deeper into my eyes before replying in the thickest of tones. “Yes, Noria! Cum on my fingers like a fucking filthy slut because I want to have you drink your cum off my fucking palm.”

I’m in the pitch black again and cannot move. I hear a growl and see a pair of yellow eyes in the darkness. I’ve never been so scared, all I wanted was the light to come back. The flames start reigniting on the walls and I make eye contact with the most beautiful white wolf I’ve ever seen. It’s walking towards me growling; all of the hair standing up on its back. The weight of the foot comes off my back and I rush to my feet. “Did you make a friend? How fun now I get it to kill you both.” The voice growls again.

" Her smile was bright and vicious. I lowered my eyes and said nothing. Now it was my turn. The Moon Goddess looked at me, her tone calm. "The power of the Alpha Female means unmatched strength but also an ugly form. Are you willing to accept it?" "I am." I dropped to my knees and closed my eyes. Divine light descended once more. This time, I could feel it clearly. Every bone in my body cracked violently, muscle fibers tearing apart before forcefully knitting back together. Fat spread beneath my skin like wild, uncontrollable growth. After the excruciating pain passed, I opened my eyes.

I just wanted to get on my little knees and suck it dry. "I've been jerking to your videos.” His hand was now slowly running through his beautiful cock; holy fuck, it made my tits hard, especially hearing he's been jerking to my videos and that he's been recording me secretly, creepy in a way that made my clit twitch.

I shook my head, “I—what? I didn't do anything! We were in a crash, Yasmine, a wolf—” Before I could finish, Yasmine lunged forward, grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me up to my feet. The sharp pain in my scalp made me gasp. “That little stunt you pulled at the game!” She hissed right into my face. “The official's kid! They followed us back, Trixie! The Northern pack retaliated!” My heart stopped. “No... it couldn't have—” Yasmine shoved me back down to the ground with everything she had. “It did!” She screamed, her voice cracking as a fresh wave of tears tracked through the dirt on her cheeks.

Leon and I had two tokens in total so we can only try to get the toy twice. I put the token in and carefully lined up the claw above the toy. I pressed the button and the claw dropped, but I missed the toy by a few inches. I groaned in annoyance as I hear Leon chuckling behind me. He pushed me to the side and put in his token. I watched as he carefully aligned the claw until the time almost ran out, before dropping it.

His hazel eyes, filled with a hint of mischief, met mine, and I was instantly captivated. Though it might sound strange, I felt a surge of curiosity as I awaited his response. I squinted, trying to get a clearer view of his face. His golden brown hair stopped just short of his smooth, milky ears. A flash of light crossed our path, and I noticed a mark on his neck, causing my jaw to drop. A rush of emotions envelopes me at the sight of his mark; he was a werewolf, and so was I. But this stranger wasn't just any werewolf; he was my mate.

I clicked on a random video log and Claire's face came up on the screen. 'This is Dr. Claire Devereux of Blood Crescent Pack. Today is the twelfth of May, year Two thousand and twenty-one. This is day seven hundred and nineteen at the Base Marquis. Today is the fifty-ninth initial trial for werewolf tele-control. Our subject today is a thirty-year-old male from Silver Moon Pack. We are about to inject him with our MC Serum to figure out its effectiveness on the subject. We will also try to find out if pack ancestry has any relation to the working of the serum.'

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