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“Today shall be remembered in our history as the day regained my honor and my status as your supreme leader, the Prime Alpha, and the Alpha King of all werewolves. Now, to honor the memory of all those we have lost in this fight and as a salute to every survivor here tonight, we shall howl seven times to the moon. It has provided us with the light we needed to see and defeat our enemies.” There was a cheer amongst the werewolves at the Alpha King’s speech. Vak lifted his face to the moon and let out the first howl. Everyone else, except the humans in their midst, followed suit and howled to the moon. After the seventh howl, there was jubilation in the crowd and everyone was eager to return h

" I can't answer that question because you just lied. I guess you have forgotten that the sound of your heartbeat can reach my ears. " Sophia felt the chamber crushing against her. She had just messed up. She totally forgot. Werewolves did not just have the ability to hear. It was a special ability. Even the faintest of sounds could make a perfect sense to the person beside you. So, it was very normal that the beating of her heart could be heard very clearly by the alpha king. " Urgh.. " she recoiled. " I must have told a lie. " " You told a lie to an alpha king. " Derek said. " Do you know what that entails? "

‘A pile of war strategy books’ to be precise. ‘Could you be any more pathetic and boring? Your fate changes to one filled with luxury and the only thing you can think of is boring books,’ Aria, my coldhearted werewolf chides as I flip through the biography of the first Alpha of the Red Moon Pack even though it is written in ancient Werewolf language and very difficult to read as the alphabets look like runes. “These books are more fun to me than romance books,” I defend with a smile because I feel proud of myself for being able to read such a difficult book with ease, haven taught myself with the materials from the Silver pack when I was much younger.

I have read a few of these books. Shaking away the strange icy feeling I flip open the cover and start to read. The sun has started sinking, the sky painted with hues of purple, orange, and red. This is truly my favorite time of day. The book was short but there was a lot of information on werewolves. Information, what do I mean, werewolves don't exist. Or do they? It is that voice again. The same one from this morning. A voice that isn’t mine. A voice inside my head.

TRIGGER WARNINGS This story contains elements that may be sensitive to some readers. This includes gore, graphic sexual tension, murder, language, angst, death, and a steamy romance you may have to take a cold shower after reading. Nothing in this story is based on reality and has been created for entertainment purposes only. With that in mind, keep your mental health a priority and enjoy this emotional, spicy werewolf romance... Elodie's POV

he replies slowly and carefully hikes forward. The forest is so thick that we can’t see beyond the next 10 meters. We have to rely on our hearing and smell. No matter how much I listen, there isn’t any other sound than the forest. We both keep sniffing, but I still can’t smell anything. “I smell death,” Jason whispers. “Dead werewolves,” he clarifies, and the blood freezes in my body. My legs halt to a stop, and my breathing becomes shallow. What does he mean by that? I’m too afraid to ask, as he keeps moving at the slowest pace possible.

Darin frowned at Peter on hearing this but Peter gave him a reassuring smile that he knew what he was doing. “West is a very powerful which under the influence of the most dangerous werewolf, the alpha of the blood moon pack. He is well known to be greedy and treacherous, I believe he wants something of great value from Darin. Peter dear, you don’t want to get involved with him, just steer clear of his path or you would be begging for your life.” Wendy said. “Please, help me find out what West and his werewolf want with Darin. It would help in convincing me.” Peter said.

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

She wondered where Damien went as she didn't meet him in the room after she had her bath. She stood up and headed to the large shelf, wondering what kind of books were there. She ran her fingers through the books in the first row of the shelf and randomly picked up a book. Looking at the front of the book, it read "First generation Werewolves" "So Werewolves had different generations, hmm interesting" Aurora muttered to herself and turned the book open. ‘The First generation Werewolves, a dangerous and infectious breed. They had quite a dangerous aura, no! These were raging monsters, never to take the human form again’

"Stop acting like we're best friends." Liana looked at the gun held limply by his hand. It was facing down and the safety was on. She charged at him and they both fell, his head hitting the floor with a thud. She winced and tried to get up but he grabbed her hand. She tried to bite his while pulled her down with so much strength that she fell on top of him. She heard a deep animalistic growl and saw his body twisting and fur growing on it. She gasped before he hit her head with a pistol and she felt dizzy. Her world suddenly turned black.