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it was obvious Alex was worried about which location Adler would choose, "What is it?" I asked with a little bad feeling. Alex frowned for a moment, "We suspect that Adler will choose the Land of Ashes as the site of the war "Why?" "That place is one of the neutral territories, but werewolves cannot bring out their wolf form in the Land of Ashes." he explained, "Several hundred years ago there was a big war between werewolves, several thousand of us died there because of the war. It was a very long winter, it was almost impossible to bury all the war dead in the ground that had hardened with snow. So the authorities at the time decided to burn the bodies all at once to ashes. Now it's a sacr

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

“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.

I settled into a quiet corner, hoping to lose myself in the story. The book started like any other werewolf novel, talking about full moons and shifting. But then, I turned the page and my breath caught. There was a picture. Not the usual handsome man turning into a wolf, this was different. This wolf was massive with glowing red eyes and thick, dark fur. The caption underneath read, “Cursed Alphas.” It looked… powerful. Intimidating.

she added, glancing at Jade. "Your eyes," Jade said carefully. "The color. It wasn't blue." I frowned. "What are you talking about?" "Your eyes, Nyra," Jade said. "They were silver. Every werewolf in Oakland has blue eyes. It’s what defines our bloodline." "If your eyes are silver... it only means one thing," Naria finished quietly. The room fell into a heavy, crushing silence. None of us wanted to say it out loud. But the truth was there, hanging between us.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on I like it, like it * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Nadia forced herself against me and I panicked. I looked behind me for my mate’s support, but there was no one to save me from the she wolf. She was giving me bedroom eyes and when I tried to step back, she hooked a finger in my pants and pulled me towards her. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * S, S, S and M, M, M S, S, S and M, M, M

I struggled to say while my hands pointed to the window where I saw the vacancy flyer while I was getting into the cafe. "You want to work here?" She asked me, and I nodded. "Hmmm... I have never seen a human who is willing to work where she will be surrounded by werewolves. Aren't you afraid of your life?" I gulped. Of course, I was afraid for my life. And that was exactly why I needed to work where I would be able to interact with werewolves all day. It would help give me some confidence. Besides, it was not like I was afraid of them because I was a human and they were werewolves. As a girl who came from the lines of hunters, I had seen more weird creatures than werewolves. It was just my

***Third Persons POV*** Nora raised her head from the sink and walked to the towel hanger at the side of the sink. She picked a blue cotton towel and dried her face with the towel by dabbing. Her eyes locked on the red moon outside the small glass window in the bunker. Her eyes glinted in anger as she mumbled "The Red Moon!!" Nora's mind quickly went back to the brutal story relating to the red full moon. Three centuries ago, a primordial Alpha werewolf, Ryker Starrk, went berserk and sexually assaulted and killed a young female vampire not knowing her lineage. Ryker Starrk was an aggressive and cruel werewolf the supernatural world has never known.

Rider sank his canine into one of the wolves neck, making him bleed to death. Before they could hurt Rider, the howls of other wolves could be heard, and I knew our pack warriors had come to save us. The man looked at Daniella, and looked at the necklace on her neck before his eyes came back to me. “You’ll regret ever stepping on my toes.. I’ll be back for her, and when I do, you all won't be able to stop me again.” He said and turned around, leaving us to be, and his wolves followed behind him,

"Celeste. Elena. Daniel. Real wolves, real stories, real bodies that carry the evidence inside them." "And if three days isn't enough?" "Then we adapt." His arm tightens around me. "We've adapted before."