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I mumble a low and soft 'sorry' after not hearing replies from my Mom. Mom just shrugs it off and she tries to invite me again with no avail. I just lower my face and apologize sincerely. Having my pack around me is the most suffocating thing in my life. They only know how to talk about other werewolves weaker and lower than them - and that's me.

Chapter 63 Karien’s Pov “Do you have any idea what you are blabbering about? You want us to protect our enemy, the vampire’s enemy. Have you lost your mind?” the guy next to Brandon jumped in anger and shout. His reaction was acceptable. Werewolves were the biggest enemies of Vampires. No clan would accept my proposal but I knew exactly what would make them agree. I took out the blank check from my suit pocket and signed it. Placing the check on the table, I said, “ I know what I am doing. Now you guys decide what you wanna do. Fill the blank with your price or die. It’s your choice.”

Here is what happened last time on The Werewolf's Superiority I smell a storm coming. I warn everyone, but no one believes me. Dr. Addison hesitantly believes me, and we start packing her stuff away. I carry all her stuff down the hill a few times. The storm hits, and it is a big storm. I pick her on my back down the hill and see two other people in need. I run back into the downpour to save the other two. As we start eating, everyone wants to celebrate what I did to rescue the people from certain death. Dr. Addison and I are sitting at the same table.

A bruise was already blooming along her cheekbone where Lira’s fist had grazed her. He took her injured arm in careful hands. “Hold still.” He leaned in and, without warning, licked the wounds. Elara gasped. The contact was warm, wet, strangely intimate. She felt the faint rasp of his tongue, then something else, warmth spreading, tingling, numbing the worst of the pain. “What are you...” “Werewolf saliva,” he murmured against her skin. “Heals faster than anything human. Especially for mates.” He continued, slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue along each cut. The bleeding slowed. The edges began to knit together before her eyes.

Billy was shaking with anticipation as the screen popped to life. The ad had us all staring in shock. It was directed to werewolves. 'Werewolves, need protection from the new spells that are out there? Tired of having the skin melted off your pack? Invest now in these protection spells. Need only be drunk by your pack once a day. Each protection spell sold separately, buy today.'

She then opens her eyes and looks at us one after the other. "Today, you all will become full fleshed werewolves because your wolves will be activated. Everything about you will change. Your speed will quadruple, eyesight will be a lot better in the dark, hearing senses will be heightened and your healing ability will be awaked as well …but, the wolf side also comes with hunger and you will have to hunt. You all will be taught how to go about that. Life doesn't get easy after this. Living as a full fleshed werewolf comes with its challenges and you will have to face them one way or the other. The wolves of the Crystal moon pack are not weak, nor are they troublesome, so you all are reminded

Blood spills into my mouth, coating my tongue. I hold still, not putting up a fight. “Evening.” “We haven’t heard from you in a few days.” He growls in my ear. They usually send a different one every single time. This one is hairy and his breath reeks of cheetos and cigarettes. I huff. “I was planning to send a message through Mitch.” Dealing with underground werewolf gangs isn’t fun business. They’re all a bunch of entitled jackasses, making demands and expecting results within set deadlines.

he whispered, his voice laced with admiration. The moon's gentle light danced across the forest floor, beckoning us to embark on a new adventure. Lucian's suggestion of a hunt sparked a playful glimmer in his eyes, one that mirrored the challenge he threw my way. It was an opportunity for me to further hone my skills and embrace the primal instincts that were an integral part of our werewolf nature.

I will go down fighting if I must. As they drove off, I ran back to the pack house. Pack meeting NOW. Immediately, everyone gathered around in the pack house’s den. “You all know of my mate by now and there has been some recent development. She has been captured by another man and is being held against her will. Tonight, she will be out and she will be vulnerable. I want a few of you ladies to accompany her at the club. She will be reluctant to go with you because she was brainwashed, so I want you to drug her. She is a werewolf of course but she is stronger than anything you and I have ever seen; you would need a very high dosage of any roofie you can get your hand on. As for the man in que

the guy casually answered as if his suggestion was good enough to protect the trainees. Only werewolves can track werewolves’ scents even in human form because of the heightened senses they possess. Moreso during the full moon where all their senses, as well as their potent werewolf scent, are activated to the fullest. So, patrolling the town is like inviting newborns to flock in the human town and giving them free access to a buffet. “Exactly! You know. But you still suggested that. What are you even thinking?” Irritation is now glazing Tyr’s voice.