روايات وقصص ضمن Taya And Griffin Werewolf Novel

The female werewolf tried to caress her little daughter for one last time, but before her hand could reach her, her heartbeat had stopped. The baby was taken by a familiar hunter. It was none other than Lander Steinfield, the same person who asked his older sister to foster the child… …and that child was none other than me. I opened my eyes, completely perplexed as I went through a memory lane which I didn’t know how it even happened. My tears fell down my cheeks. I wasn’t sure if those memories I’ve seen were true but it did hit me to the core. “What you’ve seen were real events in the past, Tessa,” said the man beside me.

His ashen form was blocked from the russet wolf’s sight, as she snapped at the canine, warning him to back off. Griffon quickly took on a protective stance, angling his body toward the forest, keeping the she-wolf in his sights at all times. His behavior tipped Aiden off that the russet werewolf had most probably brought his mate, Jayden Montgomery, - Alexa’s cousin - with him. An order from her side he’d guess, otherwise Griffon would never have put her in harm's way.

The griffin sent its tail which went right into the heart of the wolf who was running towards him. The griffin killed a lot of wolves, bodies scattered on the ground with blood plastered on the walls of the houses and some suck the ground wet. Terrick sat in his study reading some documents which was sent to him by one of his investors when he felt the presence of another person in the room, the was not heartbeat but just the smell of death. "I see you've finally freed yourself from hell, how was your house arrest?" Terrick asked not lifting his head from the document in his hands. The creature which had been lurking in the shadows finally step out revealing itself.

I pleaded with him. He huffed and turned his back on me. I was pretty sure he flipped me off. When it came to finding our mate, he had a one-track mind and that track tended to take us back to adolescence. I gestured for the kneeling werewolves to rise. I wondered if any of the older wolves with bad knees hated the kneeling. It wasn't necessary, and I’d said as much, but they always did it anyway. Her scent filled my nostrils, and I scanned the crowd again. As if on cue, Tara, Beta William's daughter, almost stumbled, causing a slight commotion.

I closed my eyes and reached out to my werewolf, Gaya, who shared my mind and soul. “Gaya, are you there?” I asked mentally. “See who decides to summon me” Gaya chuckled, obviously pained by the act going on “You know what's troubling me. I have to choose between Tasyra and Zaryn. I think I love Tasyra, but Zaryn fit the ‘Luna’ position more” I spoke to him in my mind. “Is that the reason you are tutoring me with this boring sex?” He rolled his eyes

He must know something. “Sit,” I order him when he shows up five minutes later and get up to perch on the edge of my desk as I always do when I want to confront someone. “I take it things didn’t go well with Kaiya.” “She shifted. Her wolf is healing.” "Good to know." Griffin shrugs, “But?” I have to trust him. He is older than I am and may know something I don’t. Something that had been lost to time. “She’s a Lycan.”

"Alpha heirs especially are expected to mate strategically." I study his face, trying to read his expression. "And now you're stuck with me instead. The girl who didn't even know she was a werewolf until yesterday." His fingers tighten around mine. "Stuck with you?" His voice carries a note of disbelief. "Tiffany, you're incredible. You survived your first shift, killed a rogue on your first day as a wolf, and you're handling all of this better than wolves who've known their nature their whole lives."

Wylder said to him, ready to put him down because Liara was in Arabella’s room. "Aaaaa," Griffin cried, not leaving Wylder. Wylder realized what this little pup was trying to do. Werewolf pups were smarter than normal human pups. Moreover, Griffin was a royal pup. "Come on, let’s meet your aunt," Wylder said, taking him to Tiara’s room, who was in the pack house. If what he was thinking was true, then maybe this little pup could help him know the things that he didn’t know. "So, are you a mama’s boy?" He asked him, wiping his droll face with the hanky tugged into his t-shirt.

It is too soon! Admittedly, Tatyana was far more familiar with the ways of a vampire, even if the ones she’d lived amongst were mutants. She’d listened to enough conversations and snuck enough books out of Wadim’s library to read in the recesses of the den when no one was around to make her a fairly proficient resource where vampires were concerned. The werewolf, which was also known as the lycanthrope, or lycan for short, was something she knew very little about. Now, she was locked in a motel room on the outskirts of Middletown, New York with a man whose human side hadn’t yet allowed the lycan side to take complete control, but it was a daily battle with him as the cycle of the moon prog

It was seven in the morning when I made my way to Elijah’s house. He had been coming over to talk to me but Lea sent him back home on my orders and it was time I revealed my face around my boyfriend. The werewolves who worked in the household had gotten very familiar with me and would greet me or respond when I sent them a greeting or two. “Alpha Wolfe is still sleeping Miss Griffin. Would you like to wait?” Greta asked and I nodded. I walked to the dinning where breakfast was neatly placed on the table. My eyes went to the red apple on the table and I smiled.