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“I couldn't have gotten such a bake wrongly. It's common among female Werewolves, since the goddess name is Selene as well. “If this is the case, did you perhaps find out why the Alpha is searching for information about this Selene?” “Well, I'm not so sure what really happened, but from what I can deduce, I think the Alpha is either searching for her or her killer.” This made me fold my hands into a fist. It can't be that the day I dreaded is finally upon me. This can't be. I can't let this happen now. There is still a lot that needs to be covered up.

The Pack's Triquetra is Book 2 of the Series, which begins with The Pack's Secret Keeper. **Trigger warnings for this book: this is a dark romance werewolf story containing gaslighting, dub-con, assault, rape, violence, bondage, in a Reverse Harem scenario, involving bxg and bxb group sex scenes. ** Havermouth, Eight Years Before Heath’s mother was crying.

she said, voice steady. Kael crossed the room in a blur, cupped her face, and kissed her hard. “You’re mine. And we fight together.” --- But in the darkness of the northern woods, across mountains and frozen rivers, another Alpha heard the call. He stood over a burning body, eyes cold and cruel. “The Lunari lives again,” he whispered. And his fangs lengthened in hunger. “Then she will die by my hand.” ---

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"Let me know what you like to read and I'll make up a list for you." "One of the things I'm interested in is the legend of the werewolf. Do you have any good books about that?" Jamie froze in place. Werewolves? Was this some kind of weird cosmic accident? Because ever since she'd found that old book in the attic she'd been reading everything about werewolves she could get her hands on. She was rooted to the spot, her eyes locked with his strange amber ones. She stared at him and for several seconds she swore something shimmered in the air between them like electricity only stronger. Her immediate surroundings faded into a mist and only she and Mike existed.

“I can still take all of you. Bend me over this table right now and claim me, fill me with your cum. Make me your Luna, that little girl could never satisfy a real Alpha like you.” Damien’s breathing grew heavy. His hand moved to her breast, squeezing it as his cock throbbed in her skilled hand. For a dangerous moment, the temptation nearly overpowered him. His wolf surged forward, hungry after days of emotional turmoil with Monalisa. Just as he gripped her hip harder, the door creaked open.

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Only broken by the actions of those who are evil. She was Rue, a powerful hybrid that's my mate, my woman and future queen of the wolves. Nothing less. "I think I rather you like this, cute and not so rude." I teased resting my forehead on hers. She lets out a tiny growl but I just chuckled for I knew the witch would never hurt me. Rȗҽ

I accused, my voice trembling with hurt and betrayal. Drake's anguished cry pierced the air. "No, Yvonne, I would never betray you like that. I swear it," he pleaded, desperation evident in his voice. I stared at him, disbelief mingling with the pain in my heart. "Then how? How do you know about werewolves and vampires?" I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper. With a heavy heart, Drake approached me, his expression filled with sorrow. "I know who you are, Yvonne Brooks. The daughter of Arthur and Catherine Brooks, the heiress of the Moonlight Pack. I know that you're a werewolf," he confessed softly.

“Right. I almost forgot that you’re a werewolf. And a part of you forgot to mention that before you shoved your wolf dick inside me.” He didn’t flinch…. Asshole. “I didn’t think it was relevant,” he said, stepping closer. He lifted his hand and brushed the back of it across my forehead, like he was checking my temperature. And even now… I felt a spark, like electricity under his touch. I closed my eyes without thinking as my breath hitched, shamefully so. “You still react like that when I touch you?” he murmured, leaning in until I could taste his breath. I opened my eyes to meet his hungry gaze but before I could say anything, the door creaked open. A woman walked in wearing lingerie, and h