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***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

Instead, she continued flicking through the stack of papers in front of her. "Wait, what?" Minnow burst out laughing so hard she had to hold her stomach. "Werewolves like in the movies?" She giggled but stopped when everyone stayed quiet and severe looking. "Seriously, wolfmen that run around on two legs? Have you ever caught one? It must be a very slow business." Of course, her being sleep-deprived didn't help as the giggles bubbled up again. Cecil stormed over and grabbed her forcefully by the arm. Minnow gasped as he dragged her across the floor towards a steel door at the back.

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

Next, we made our way to the history and genealogy section on the third floor, pulling out books in search of any information on the Silver Star or Silver Wolf. But as I tried to read, I found myself constantly distracted by Edwin’s scent—and everything else in the library. Everything seemed amplified now that I was a werewolf. Every sight, every sound, every smell. It was dizzying. “Having trouble focusing?” Edwin asked. I nodded and snapped the book I’d been reading shut, feeling a bit overwhelmed. “Everything is so... intense. I think I just heard someone sniffle from the bottom floor.” Edwin chuckled. “I’ll need to teach you how to handle those amplified senses. But first…” His voice tra

EDEN Somehow, I’d been able to keep track of the days, so I knew today was Friday. The day before the wedding. Rather, the day before my life got completely ruined. The ride to this pack took a few days since it was at the far end of the state due to disputes regarding the borders between werewolves and Lycans. Initially, I didn’t know where I was being taken to until the lady said that I didn’t have to look so scared here because I was in the pack of the Lycan King.

She had still been worried that I wouldn’t want her, but I had reassured her that I still wanted her whether she was a wolf or not. I got up and began to look through the lore books I had accumulated over the years. I didn’t have much time to look tonight, but I would look up until the last minute. If I didn’t find anything tonight, I would simply keep looking every night until I found some type of answer. If I didn’t have it, then I would search elsewhere. I knew that Barnaby knew a coven. They did things for him sometimes. Just little things like making the humans forget the night’s events, but maybe they knew more than just little potions. With that thought, my search was on.

Eva asked him shining her newly colored blue eyes at him. Luca smiled and said "You see, a Wolf will not protect what he has until he's challenged by another Wolf who wants to take it" "Huh?" Eva said and Luca stood up and patted her head and said "Soon you'll understand Eva" ~~~~

The night in the neighboring village is far from the terror felt by the villagers. In the area ahead of this small village that Eterfinite currently resides, there's a village known for its housing the infamous vicious of sect. This sect is heaven ruling, the Beastly Sect! At this point, a white-robe man with his dazzling appearance appeared out of nowhere. His hair is white, yet his appearances is far from being old. In fact, he will steal every hearts of the women in a single glance. He's young, but this time he wore a mask of dread.

And neither was the man who came for her. Because the moment she disappeared. Something ancient began to stir. Something that had been waiting for her. A single message reached the Council that night. Short. Simple. Terrifying. “The conduit has awakened.” And across the werewolf world. War began to rise.