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I couldn’t blame those whose feelings for me were complicated, but I could certainly avoid them. I was holed up in the library enjoying a cup of dandelion tea. In my research I had come across accounts of waking dormant wolves, but most of them sounded more like exorcising the devil out of someone than helping them bring back their power. A shadow loomed over my book as someone came up behind my chair. “A little light reading?” I tilted my head directly up to look into his face. “Just some research,” I said. I closed the book and placed it on the table. The cover was illustrated with a group of people in a circle surrounding a wolf floating in the air. The full moon was slightly embossed wit

Curiosity tugged at her to go to the library. She got out of the room and followed the path Alice had described. The library's doors creaked open, revealing rows of shelves stacked with books. The air was a bit dusty and cobwebs hung around. She wondered if people hardly came here. She trailed her fingers along the spines of the books until she found one titled: “The Lunar Bond, The mating of wolves” Her hand trembled slightly as she lifted the heavy book. She opened it, reading in silence about bonds, instinct and transformations.

A muffled curse escaped me and in that moment I realized one thing : coming to SilverMoon Academy was the worst mistake of my life. **** I don't usually act reckless but right now, life gives me no choice. I'd sworn to stay away from werewolves and keep myself as invisible as possible. But that itself is impossible now because three Alpha's, triplets for that matter, think I'm their mate. After settling in my dorm room, I couldn't wait to meet my roommate. I had to rush to the SilverMoon Dorm to find Tristan and get back my medicine. I would've ignored it if it weren't important but my life depended on it. Literally.

I couldn't sleep again immediately after Milo’s call so I reached out to my nightstand and picked up the book I’d started earlier in the week: an anthology of paranormal romance stories. I had continued to read everything I could lay my hands on about werewolf shifters. And recently I decided to buy a few paperback of paranormal romance. I flipped through the pages until I found Story Five. It was just three chapters, I noted with a small smile. Perfect, by the time I finished with it, I was sure I would doze off.

He walked and stopped as soon as he was beside him. “Neon Nights, huh? Quite shabby for a bar. You sure this is the right place?” Dean asked as he read the signboard over the bar, which ironically enough was not in neon lights and was open during the day. It was a run-of-the-mill type bar, a single story with apartments above it. There was no security outside, which was normal for a werewolf hideout. Anubis pity the person that tries to cause trouble in a bar filled with werewolves.

It was supposed to be used only in the day time by special students who couldn’t use the public library for a valid reason. When Anthony started visiting the mini library at night, he used to tip the librarian. But very soon, there was no need to do so because, they were the same. Anthony usually went to the mini library to read supernatural books–especially, books about werewolves. He held his textbook closely so that whenever anyone came close, he would quickly replace it. Not like anyone would suspect him to be a werewolf just because he was reading such books but, he was scared. The day the librarian caught him, he began to stammer.

It just felt like there was a secret only the both of us were privy to and we were all alone among the hundreds of sweaty bodies dancing to the beat of the music. Sebastian Redwood was a household name. He was the leader of the most dreaded pack in the entire werewolf kingdom and what was worse was that his pack and mine were constantly at war, seeking dominance over issues that could have easily been settled diplomatically. He was staring at me, searching for something in my eyes and in that moment, my body was on fire for him. It just felt like he was drawing me to him, closer and closer. "Girl, you look like you've seen a ghost. Are you alright?"

I support my weight with my hand but suddenly touch something soft and warm. I turn my head and see a shirtless man's back. The blanket covers his downer part while his upper body is on show. I quickly pull away my hand as it burns me. He has dark brown hair. It is cut short on the side and the top looks longer, but I am not sure of it. It is a very muscular and wide back. He has tanned skin and it is also very smooth even after just one touch. In between the two of his shoulder blades, there is a huge black wolf head. The wolf howls to the full moon which is over it. In the background are pine wood and a lake in front of it. It is so beautiful. I can tell from his steady breathing that he i

~The End~ Thank you all for reading, The Wolf Without a Name—Book 1 in the series. A paperback of this novel can be found on A****n with a beautiful cover you have to see. Book 2—Alpha Christian—will be coming soon to A****n, edited version. Want to read more books written by me? Visit my F******k page @ A.K.Knight or my I*******m account @athan941 to see my other werewolf/romance novels. Make sure to follow and like my social media accounts to be informed when Book 2 is available in both paperback and hardcopy.