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“Mama, will you listen to me. I’m telling you the truth. Nico is a werewolf and your lover, Anthony is a Dhampir, half vampire.” She covered her ears. “No, I am not listening to this.” I threw my hands in the air. She was impossible. Zane came into the dining hall. “What’s wrong with your mother?” he asked. “She’s refusing to believe what I’m telling her. Maybe you should show her Zane.” I told him. I was done. She’d flip her lid if I told her that I was carrying werewolf babies and that I was one too. He went to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Nadia, look at me.”

Their eyes were red and spiteful foaming at the mouth with their revolting smell. I was surrounded. “Give me control Selene” I moved into the back of my Mind giving Nadine full control. And she burst into our huge white wolf. She moved like the wind, dodging hits and ripping out the throats of the rogues. But the more I killed them, the more they appeared. One of the rogues scratched me with its claws, leaving a deep gnash on my stomach. Nadine let out a loud wail of anguish but she kept fighting. Suddenly they were just too much to fight off and they kept cornering me.

“It is inconvenient, yes. When in the ghetto, we don’t typically care. We’re used to seeing each other naked. But outside of it, yes, it would be helpful if I was instantly clothed the very second I shifted.” The sudden stab of jealousy when I realize that Aldrich must have seen most of the females of pack naked surprises me. But it also intrigues me. In Altairain high society, nudity is considered to be one of the most erotic things. Isn’t it the same for Werewolves? Does the constant exposure to nudity make them immune? If it is not nudity fueling their attraction towards the opposite sex, what is? Perhaps I’ll ask Aldrich this once things settle down. Right now, I must address the more ur

He becomes the drive she needs to awaken her powers and seek out a better life elsewhere. The problem was that I’d read so many of these stories that I was doubtful I even remembered all the specifics of this particular novel. There were so many similar themes and tropes in these books that I would generally skim a lot of it, skipping to the parts that were more action heavy. Or the spicy scenes – I couldn’t forget that. Because what good werewolf romance book didn’t have a strong alpha man claiming a mate as theirs and making her cry out in ecstasy? I shook my head and tried to quickly clear my thoughts, not wanting to get too lost in the realisation that I was now living in a world filled

said Nadhea, able to answer The Werewolf woman who frowned in astonishment. "If only I was a welcome guest," nadhea softly glanced at the people behind her there were hunters who joined had pulled out a gun filled with holy water bullets. One possibility is that the werewolves could be defeated for thousands of years but that is not the case with the next generation getting stronger.

Her attack intensified, now fueled by her newfound werewolf strength. “You’re too old for this fight,” Nadine taunted, also transforming into a werewolf. The clash turned brutal, their charging attacks demolishing the thick wooden table with their claws and kicks. Chairs flew and shattered around them, the room a chaos of destruction and primal fury. In the midst of the brutal chaos that had consumed the dining hall, they equally exchanged and took blows and kicks, yet my mother received more hits than Nadine. After a few tense minutes, my mother lay defeated on the floor, with Nadine towering over her, relentlessly striking her face. “You old traitor, how dare you betray the company after a

he shook his head with yet another scoff as he passed by me, making his way back into the party. His last statement was left ringing in my ears it for sure wasn’t the words I had expected to hear from him, but he wasn’t wrong She did for sure deserve better than him and me, that piece of shit was right about that. If Nina was to in the end fall for me, it wouldn’t always be pretty with the smiles and sunshine that she wholeheartedly deserves because after all, she was a human, and I a child of the moon. A god damn fucking werewolf that was capable of bringing more harm to her than any human could ever accomplish.

I run math in my head of what I have. I have a skill : one that comes with my werewolf, I can read body language better than anyone now, I have a bond tied to their emotions. I have a good grudge with them: a cold, unyielding rage at this entire hierarchy. I have someone on my corner, Killian. His terrifying devotion to me makes him a shield I can hold up between me and the rest of them when the time comes. If I have to climb over his back to reach the top, I'll do it. I'll bleed every single one of them if it means never wearing chains again.

Bella crawled to a different corner, still unable to get to the door, and watched. The lioness shook off the wolf, but the wolf growled and bit. It took the wolf looking at Bella for her to realize who the wolf was: Gerri. The room was not big enough for two giant animals and Bella. They bit and clawed at each other. Her fear was that Nadeeya would hurt Gerri. Nadeeya was bigger, since she was a pure-born shifter from Aurora. Gerri’s smaller stature meant she had to work twice as hard to get her swipes in on the lioness.

I held out my hand, and Nadia took it as I helped her to her feet. "I'll teach you," I offered. *** "Are you s-sure?" Nadia stuttered as she stood on top of a cliff. The cliff overlooked a vast valley blanketed in towering pine trees that stretched as far as the eye could see. Moonlight bathed the landscape in silver, while a gentle river wound its way through the forest below, reflecting the stars above. Large boulders dotted the mountainside, creating perfect landing spots for experienced werewolves. A cool breeze swept across the cliff's edge, carrying the scent of earth, pine, and the distant waterfall crashing against the rocks below. It looked terrifying from a human's perspective... b