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I told everyone as I pointed my index, and the book came to me voluntarily. I landed on the floor with the book in my hand. "That's the book?" Demeter asked as she gave Kairen to Logan. "It looks ancient!" "It is. This is a replica of the book in the moon goddess chamber. Let's see!" I began flipping through the pages. Until I found the chapter I was looking for. "Is that a history book?" King Logan asked while carrying his son. "Is it. It is the history of the wolf packs in five countries. Hidden packs, big and small packs, and even the first rogues in the land. It is all written here!" I read the paragraph where it said about the lost pack.

Elias asked, shocked. Before anyone could answer, a bright light filled the cabin. Something appeared in the air before me—a book, old and worn, its pages flapping as if caught in a wind. It floated for a moment, then dropped into my hands. The moment I touched it, pictures flooded my mind: An old woman with silver hair facing a beautiful woman with black eyes. Blood dripping from stone walls as symbols glowed with blue fire. A man with a scarred face—Orion—holding a red leather book.

" Whoever wrote this must have been the same person who wrote my name since they were both inked in by hand. I really knew nothing about prophecies or things of that nature, but I knew they existed and were usually foretold by a really powerful witch. I had so many un-answered questions as I flipped through the other pages in the book. There were images showing a witch preforming a spell on a wolf, and there were definitely some images depicting Selene, the moon goddess. One page was dedicated to Helios and a few other ancient gods had pages in the book too. Why were the Gods in my family book? As I flipped further the images got darker. Drawings of creatures that I’d never seen before…some

Bring it on, Italy. END OF BOOK ONE

Artemisia had briefly forgotten that that day wasn't normal, she's starting to realize, and think, that maybe she's not the one who's going crazy. The girl approached the shelves and Helga's voice danced again in her mind. "The navy blue cover book will tell you a story, I can't tell you which one, only the book is entitled to that." Artemisia didn't understand, but soon found the book near the second door. It was a heavy book, but not as thick as expected. It had a glow reminiscent of sunbeams touching the greenish water of a river or lake. It also had nymphs drawn on the cover and side of the leaves.

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.

"At my own time. I won't be rushed into a responsibility I'm not ready for." "In that case, when the letter gets here I will ensure your mother doesn't get her hands on it." "Thank you." I picked up the book I have been reading. It's an old book. I have been taping and stapling the pages together. "The Odyssey. I know this book." Castle noted with a frown. "Where did you get it?" "I think I have always had it. Is it yours?" I showed him the initials on the front page; A.C.

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Studying the man's movement, she found every movement of the man was purposeful and graceful, like a predator stalking its prey. “My lord,” Beta Idris called the man's attention towards the appearance of the woman. Alpha Odysseus turned around and his gaze landed on the woman who was fidgeting with the hem of her clothes while looking down at her feet, of course, no one could bear to look at him or even summon the courage to do so. “Look up,” Alpha's Odysseus' strong features were set in a hard expression, his brow furrowed in concentration as he studied her. But beneath the cold expression, he seemed to recognize her.