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"Then Crescent Pack. Alpha Olcan rules there. They’re the healers. Very quiet, careful, and calm to the point of eerie. Still, they’re respected." "Fourth is Silverwood. Alpha Koda. Forest wolves. Best scouts you’ll ever meet. Not much for conversation, though." "Then there’s Moonbound. Alpha Axel. They keep to the mountains and claim they speak with the moon. A little dramatic, but no one messes with them." I paused. "And the last?" asked Theo, eyes round and voice small. The circle stilled. Even the fire seemed to dim a little.

The shelves stretched to the ceiling, filled with books that looked like they hadn’t been touched in years. I walked slowly between the rows, running my fingers along the shelves until I found the section on werewolf history. I grabbed a few thick books that looked promising and carried them to a quiet corner table near the window. The light was soft there, golden and peaceful. I let out a breath and opened the first book, skimming through chapters on bloodlines, first shifts, pack traditions… stuff I probably should have known already. I’d only read a few pages when someone pulled out the chair across from me.

She couldn't quite grasp what had happened, but one thing pierced her with absolute clarity—that body was no longer me. The sickening smell of decay grew heavier, cutting through the room's perfume. At last, Lily decided she wouldn't wait any longer. It was time to let the "Luna" go. So, when Ryan got back from the Northlands, the first thing he saw upon arriving at the Alpha's estate was Lily and several werewolf attendants closing the coffin. The heavy wooden lid was already halfway shut, its silver-inlaid edges engraved with the Luna's crest. Ryan lunged forward, eyes bloodshot, only to stumble over his own feet and crash heavily against the coffin.

The vortex of darkness swirled menacingly, its power growing with every passing second. Gabriel stood at its center, exuding an aura of malevolent triumph. The townspeople, now rallied behind me, watched in horror as the true nature of our enemy became clear. In the midst of this chaos, my newly discovered family member—who had revealed themselves as a key player in the ancient werewolf prophecy—stepped forward. Their eyes, filled with a resolute determination, met mine. "Emily," they said, their voice steady despite the turmoil, "there's only one way to stop this."

His piercing blue eyes locked onto hers, and in that moment, Cruella felt the weight of his gaze like a thousand invisible chains. Before anyone could speak, Liam turned to face the rest of the pack, his voice cold and commanding and Making the weak tremble with fear. “If he doesn’t want you, I’ll take you as my mate.” The words felt like a blow to Cruella’s chest. The Alpha King had just claimed her to b his mate. His voice, so firm and final, left no room for doubt. No room for anyone to argue. Shock rippled through the crowd. Gasps and murmurs echoed, but no one dared speak against him. Alpha Liam was the king of their pack, the ruler of all werewolves, and his word was law.

But as our eyes met, a silent agreement passed between us - we had come too far to retreat now. Summoning all the courage we possessed, I took a step forward, prepared to face the consequences of uncovering the truth. "Tell us then," I challenged, my voice steadier than I felt. "Who are you, and what do you want from us?" The werewolf's gaze intensified, his eyes burning with a mix of knowledge and anticipation. "I am Aric, the Alpha of this pack. And you, my friends, hold the key to unlocking the secrets that bind our fates together."

Everything about him screams power and sex—there is a smirk aroused on his lips and a sparkle in his eyes. His jawline is amazing; I wonder what it would be like to kiss him. I yelled inside and blushed under my thoughts. "What are you doing in the library early in the morning?" His tender voice drew me back from my thoughts. Okay, Aurora, calm down with your dirty thoughts. "Werewolves!" Jack muttered reading the name of the book, which I was holding. "Oh yeah, I was reading about some supernatural creatures!" I chuckled while taking out the vampire book as well.

It was amazing how many details a human could get wrong about werewolves. 'Werewolves shift into their wolf on full moons,' false we have control over our shifts. 'Werewolves listen to one person, the Alpha," wrong wolves of higher ranks are to be listened to also. "Why are you reading a book about Werewolves when you already know everything," a voice said. I closed the book and looked up to Lucas standing near the door, leaning on the frame. "Did you know a human wrote this?" I asked him as I put the book back in it's place and plopping down on one of the dust, fabric couches.

“If you don’t speak, we don’t welcome you here. You must leave or we’ll be forced to fight you.” They heard a whimper, puzzling them. Alex could swear he saw the main wolf rolling his eyes. This particular wolf stood and slowly approached him. His men didn’t need instructions. They stepped up and blocked his approach. The wolf seemed to tilt its head before sitting again, his gaze remained on him. Alex is starting to feel nervous. He finds it a little creepy and took a step back. “Hello.” A soft female voice suddenly sounded in his head.

Marcus noted, a hint of a smirk on his lips. "He is," a voice interrupted them. Pascal and Marcus turned to see the leader of the rogue pack that had abducted Pascal. "How long were you planning on hiding in there?" Pascal asked coldly. The rogue pack leader sneered. "Not necessarily hiding. I was simply waiting for your friend. You're a werewolf?" he asked, surprised. "Of course he is. Are your senses so corrupted that you couldn't tell? Oh, wait, I forgot, you're just a rogue werewolf. Your senses are as bad as your reputation," Marcus chimed in.