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He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tongass forest. We will give you money and food for the journey. Lastly, you will get a si

I sharply asked. Growls stopped, they looked at me like I said something they’ve never heard before. “We don’t have that kind.” He moves forward which makes me and Rendall brace ourselves for an incoming fight. “I am thinking of who to kill first but black and grey ones volunteered,” Rendall said and nudge my back using his shoulder as a signal to attack. I quickly get my dart and throw it at the werewolf beside me, and then the monsters started to counter. I pulled out the spear on the werewolf in front of me and throw it to the one that is behind Rendall. I immediately pulled out the knife behind my leg and throw it at the werewolf attacking in front.

she replies happily. “I think as long as we don’t have anything specific on how to find the Crystal Ice Pack, searching for them is too dangerous,” I say with finality. “I still gonna leave my scent in diners and information on how to find me for any werewolves passing by,” I smile at them.

There, she finally found what I'd left for her. Inside were property deeds in her name, contracts for several shops as gifts, the most secure gold investments, and a handwritten letter from me. Lily ripped the letter open in her excitement. Fat teardrops rolled down her cheeks, splattering onto the paper. I told her I'd taken care of everything for her. She wasn't a maid anymore. Now, she was a free werewolf, able to go wherever she wanted and had nothing holding her back. I also warned her not to rush into finding a mate.

“Who.” A ripple moved through the crowd ahead—panic. Screams spiked. At the gate, several figures convulsed mid-stride, bodies twisting like wire in a fire. Clothes tore. Bones re-set. Werewolves burst from the throng, slashing into the nearest flesh. “Contact!” Tara shouted. “Gate!” Zak dropped a gear; the Hummer surged. A lean wolf broke from the melee, head up, eyes locking on the oncoming vehicle. “We’ve got one incoming,” Tara barked, bracing a hand on the dash.

“But Aion is right. You need to keep calm. It won’t do to let anyone know how much you care about this girl already. Everyone’s nervous now that the rumor has gotten out that she’s a witch.” “I still don’t understand how that got out so quickly,” said Roman. Aion glanced over at the two of them. “We are part of a werewolf pack that can sense people’s emotions and mind read each other sometimes. Don’t worry. When she gets back, we’ll keep her close.” Roman smiled. He was glad that they had welcomed Nora so quickly and could only hope that the rest of the pack would follow suit. “She’s here,” Aion said, “I just saw the car pull up to the building.”

We had seventy-two hours to find a ghost wearing my sister’s face, stop a ritual that would make her a permanent deity, and somehow rescue a king trapped in a mountain of cursed glass—all while I was magically maimed and our pack was in ruins. The weight of it should have crushed me. But the hollow silence where Kaelen lived was a forge. My fear turned to fuel, my grief to steel. “We need an army we don’t have,” Marcus rasped from his cot, following the conversation with fever-bright eyes. “Then we find one,” I said, a plan forming in the cold clarity of desperation. I looked at the grimoire, then at Lillian. “Morvana is the ultimate evil to every werewolf. Vorian is a traitor who wants to r

I smirked at the thought of what might, scratch that, what would happen. I addressed them again, clearing my throat so their war chants could die down. "My great people, let it not be said of us that we are partial or even have them say we didn’t give them a fair fight. So in that regard, a message has been sent to the so-called Werewolf King. He is being given 24 hours to come save his dearest beloved. But if he doesn’t show up, we shall sacrifice her with his pups, then go to them. Fair, right?" "Fair!" they responded, as they resumed their happy chants.

Gabe bows slightly and says, “Alpha, it’s time to go.” Our doors are already open, and we pile into the limos. The first one carries us the Royals. I smirk, but yes, that’s what we were now. Brandon, me, Noah, Desmond, and Shawn. The convoy rolled out slowly from Wisteria Lane, heading for Shark Fin’s gates. As soon as we drove out of Shark Fin, we find werewolves lining the streets, waving flags and scarves in the pack’s colors gold and maroon. Some throw rice, some clap, some blow kisses. The sound of their loyalty filled the air, and it is oddly refreshing. Noah’s nose is pressed to the window as we drive past.

I reply feeling a surge of determination within me. "Okay, the instruction says: a bite under the full moon." I looked up to the sky, the full moon was still hanging there. "For the first few minutes, you will feel nothing. That is when the werewolf gene is circulating your body. Then, your whole body in the next few minutes will respond to the wolf power rising inside you."