Noble Wolf Vodka Mga Nobela at Kwento

I watched as he brings a bottle of Dalmore 64 Trinitas, one of the strongest and most expensive bottle of scotch I own, and his tumbler. He refilled my tumbler before pouring it into his. We both downed the alcohol in one gulp, while Czar scrunched his face as the alcohol burned his throat, I maintained a straight face. Alcohol did not affect wolves but Czar had immense joy in making it seem like it did. As a Lycan, alcohol had never been something to be scared of. Although werewolves had a limit on the amount of their intake of alcohol, just like humans, Lycans didn't. Our immune system was strong as fuck.

Sophie laughed. "You really entertained us this morning Daya. I couldn't stop laughing and to think you called her an evil spirit who was here to take over your mate got me rolling" Mira laughed. "Really? I got my wolf?" I asked excitedly. "Yes so you can stop being dump. My name is Snow, and you can call me the beautiful one" The voice said. Rather my wolf said.

At each entry way were glass doors that led to more glass-covered walkways leading to other rooms of the penthouse. “And the Elite live where?” Derek asked, seemingly satisfied by what he saw. I wondered who he meant by the Elite, and realized that even the vampires were classified into some sort of caste system. I made a mental note to find out more about this, although I wasn’t sure why. After all, I had every intention of escaping the first chance I got. “The other Elites live at the Penthouses – basically tree houses similar to the ones we have, but ours, of course,” Lucas smirked, “are far more luxurious, because let’s face it. A Novak deserves only the best.”

The Solar Eclipse Pack was a small pack that consisted of about 500 wolves and 100 of them were warriors. they were located in the rural parts of Virginia, more specific closer to Marion, Virginia. They have been fighting other packs around them for months,because they were the smallest pack of the packs around them. Those fight were more for territory over anything else. The strongest of any of the packs around them was the Blood Lust pack. All they cared about was power and territory.

"I’m ready, Zayn. I'm actually eager to see these wolves of yours." My lips curve into a genuine smile. I can't wait for her to meet Venom. It's very frustrating having to deal with these old men, at least not now. I can't seem to concentrate on what they're saying, their voices oozing self-importance. All I can think of is the look on Ariel's face when she sees Venom. He's over excited to meet her as well. I kept carelessly tapping my hands on the table my patience wearing out as I waited for the wolf elders to end their bickering so I could go to Ariel.

He truly was a pup, he never failed to act like one. "You know about this too?" Grim asked. "Yes," Mason nodded. "I do know about this and I agreed to this," He muttered staring at me and I smirked. "Really?" Ragnar said. "Go on and embrace your mate," Mason said and Nova turned back to me. My wolf yipped in delight as she approached me, her rose and lemon scent drove me crazy as she stopped on the stage. She was dressed in her filmy dress which screamed exotic, she was driving my wolf crazy with need just by staring at her,

I say, trying to keep up with both conversations at once. She touches the paper again. ‘Are the wolves protecting you?’ I nod. “Yes, I’d like some aloe please,” she says. I turn, getting a bottle of aloe and when I turn back, new words are on the paper. ‘Witches are moving against the wolves.’ “This brand is called WHO,” I say, asking my question out loud. Who is after the wolves? “Wholly Herbal Organics. They are a good brand.” I say, as I watch her finger on the paper.

The bartender eyed me and nodded. "What'll it be?" He asked while throwing a white bar towel over his shoulder. "Beer. Draft" "Leaded or unleaded?" He asked with his brow raised. Apparently, that was this bar's code for human beer, or wolves’ beer. A normal beer to a wolf does nothing for them. A slight buzz if they drink enough, otherwise, not a thing. A "leaded" beer was for wolves only. Had a shot or two of wolfsbane in it to enhance the effects of the alcohol. Gets us drunk and faster.

She offered as she handed me a cup with something that looks like alcohol. “No, thank you so much.” Well it’s too soon to drink, plus i had never drank in my life. Werewolves are not light drinkers since their metabolism will pretty much burn off the alcohol before it can intoxicate them. So, most of them actually drink just because they like the taste of it. On the other hand, i never had the chance to test my alcohol limit but i bet I won't be as strong as any of them, judging by my weak ability to even heal myself from a paper-cut.