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I snapped at him with a ‘WHAT? He froze because of how hostile my tone was.x “Sir you received an invitation for the launching of Dobawere in Weretopia amongst other events that are to be held in the coming week,” he said stretching out an envelope to me. How foolish could a werewolf be to stretch out paper in pouring rain? I looked at it for a bit and took it from him not wanting the paper to be damaged any further. “Tell whoever delivered the message that I would not be attending,” I dismissed him and went inside.

His mouth curves into a small smile before saying, “I’m really sorry, Nikki.” I stand up and pull him into one of my tight hugs. “Please don’t hide anything else from me.” “We promise.” On the way home, Chris mentioned that he’s taking a break from work to properly educate me on the basics of living as a werewolf. Valerie assured me that there are only a few points to take note of, and the most important rule to uphold when being around humans is to not show our werewolf side. They also reminded me that I’ll be having a birthday celebration at home and the entire pack is invited. They also sent invitations to the Alpha, Luna from the Midnight Moon—which is the pack Leandre’s going to inherit

He's nonchalant about everything that has to do with me, especially sexually. I lower my lips to his neck, licking it and whimpering while my fingers scroll through his emails. There are lots of them, his application for the Moonbloom pack to join the Werewolf league. An email sent to Alpha Damon of the Darksdawn pack. It's just a one-line sentence that he sent to alpha Damon. “You've crossed the line, Damon. I'm coming for you.” A dark, victorious smile takes over me. My dopamine level spikes just reading this message.

“There isn’t a registry of werewolf packs. There’s no master list with names and addresses we could use to send out an invitation to everyone. On top of that, our pack is big, but not big enough to house werewolves from all over the country.” The room was silent for a moment. “Maybe it could be like an email forward,” Thea said. “Where everyone informs everyone they know, with the message to pass it on to everyone they know, and so on and so forth. Do you think the information could get to everyone that way?” “A viral warning,” Alaric said. “Something is better than nothing. It would be a start,” Conri said. “It would go faster than sending out our own emissaries to contact each individual p

“Now answer me! Where are these weeds situated?” “C-crimson Trace Pack’s whereabouts were unknown. As for the Golden Hound Pack... ” Delta Cluxx paused to catch his breath then added. “.. on the western side of the forest near the boundaries separating us werewolves and humans” “Good... Very good... Prepare our warriors, we'll move out at dawn and wipe their forces off in the face of the earth!” Alpha Broderick stated with gritted teeth. He can't just leave these packs that have the audacity to mock his daughter. Labeling his daughter as a woman of bad luck is tantamount to insulting him.

About two hours later, I got a ping on my phone indicating that a video had been sent to me. I opened it up to see a scene through night vision goggles. They were walking through a house, checking rooms. They finally came to a bedroom and the door was opened. The person wearing the camera walked up to the bed and shook awake the female occupant. She looked up at the man with some alarm and mostly irritation. “Julia?” a voice asked off camera. “Yes?” she said in some irritation. Then the noise of gunfire filled the screen and she fell back. I dropped the phone in alarm. I was a werewolf hunter, but this seemed so violent.

Others believed that the time had come to end the cycle of violence and forge a new path for their races. Amidst the heated exchanges, the Beta stood tall, his voice steady and commanding. He eloquently laid out his vision for a future where werewolves and vampires coexisted in harmony. He appealed to their shared heritage, emphasizing the need to break the chains of animosity that had bound them for generations. Slowly but surely, he began to sway the council members to his side.

Some didn't, so I needed to sound as human as possible while I was talking to them. Every wolf was in a rage, so it was a hard time to keep control for everyone. Sometimes, it could happen that we use a very unnaturally loud voice. That sounded more like a howl. Everyone here missed Ellen, which was clear on their faces. The sadness came through the excitement of the search. Since we were with ten wolves, I hoped we could pick up her scent. Everyone was done unpacking, and we could start. I gave them all a letter. The wolves stayed apart from the humans for their safety. You never know that a wolf lost control over a human. Werewolves also had strict rules not to change in front of humans.

Like the last customer, for example. "Was he a werewolf?" How do you know? - The smell. It's obvious once you get used to it. Clara sniffed. “Besides, he was after those pills. She threw the pot into my hand. I read the handwritten label. “Lycan pills: take twice daily until full moon.” “Many wolves find that the pills help them shorten their time under the moon's spell and control their wolf urges. I make them myself, and I usually have enough for my regulars, but this week's new wolves have depleted my supply, as you may have heard.

"To be able to bring meaningful change, I need to understand all sides of the issue. Right now, I only know the narrative propagated by us… by my side." I can tell he wasn't expecting that. His dark brows shoot up his forehead in surprise. The surprise is gradually replaced by respect. Knowing he respects me makes me giddy with happiness and gives me the courage I need to have this difficult conversation. He shrugs, and starts telling the story that's been passed down from generation to generation in his pack. "You already know that Werewolves aren't native Altairian inhabitants." I nod. "We have always been told the Cursed Ones… sorry… the Werewolves gained entry into Altair by deceitful me