Novel & Cerita The Broken Wolf Molly

Everything I was before was gone. So who was I now? I wasn’t Luna anymore. That title belonged to Nyra. I wasn’t Corvin’s mate anymore, the bond was broken or replaced or whatever. I wasn’t even a full wolf anymore without Lyric. I was just Rael, nothing more. Just a broken woman with scars, pain, and no place in this world.

Suddenly, a massive white wolf leaped through the trees, landing with an eerie grace just a few meters from Braston. Molly let out a sharp scream, attempting to run, but she tripped and fell straight into a muddy bush. "My God, Fabrízio! We're going to die!" she screamed, covering her face with her arms as she curled up on the ground. Braston huffed, clearly exasperated. "Damn it, Molly! Did you see where you fell? That's Lupim!" he exclaimed, looking at her with disdain. "Could this get any worse?" he muttered, eyeing the mud covering Molly’s clothes.

They are going to kill her. Once again, there was no response, so I used whatever little energy I had to push the wolf off me and then clawed his face. He fell to the ground, whining, and when the third rogue saw that, he stopped playing. Molly tried to hit him with the stick, but he snatched it and clawed Molly across her face. “DADDY!” she screamed, falling to the ground. "Molly,” the word came out of my mouth like a whisper. I abandoned the fight to run towards her. “Leave her, you coward. Fight me!”

I pick up her faded scent and continue my search. I am beginning to break into sobs as my heart breaks. I do not want to accept that something happened to her, she has to be alive! She has to be! Yet, my mind does not escape the plagued memories of hearing her chilling scream somewhere in the woods. The moment we heard it, Molly, Rydon, and I started to scour the countryside looking for her. After Rydon left I made Molly go back to the campsite. She is not a full wolf yet, she may or may not have a wolf yet so, at that moment she was exhausting herself looking. She did not want to leave and was adamant about continuing with me until she nearly passed out from exhaustion. One of Rydon's warri

I was drawn from my thoughts when I heard Molly whisper to me. “I’m telling you, their mates, but she’s so closed off right now she doesn’t realize it.” Molly whispered as she, and Jax danced close to Rowen, and I. “I don’t know Molly. She would know better than we would.” I responded quietly. “She’s been stuck in her own head for so long over the stupid crap that Anthony guy has pulled, she may not realize it.” “But her wolf….”

At the sight of him she became very, very low, low to the dust, but in her heart she rejoiced, and out of the dust bloomed flowers. She was elated, but just as she turned to leave the bar, she caught a glimpse of the man in black not far away. The man was shrouded in darkness, and at his side stood a white wolf, its fur glistening as it sat majestically. But anyone passing by would have thought it was an albino husky, just a little bigger than a husky. Molly's face instantly changed, her fists clenched, and she turned her head to Jack, "Jack, go wait for me in the car, I'll be right there."

" she sneered as she laid it all out for Naomi. "So can you imagine my delight and suprise when you suddenly turn up one day, the prodigal white wolf returns, with a pup in tow. Delivering yourself to us was too kind of you really" Molly said throwing her head back. "And my favourite, absoloute favourite part, was when you came to ME for help to stop the witches. Like, that was so prefect. I just keep kicking myself that I didnt see it coming nor was it part of my original plan. You HANDED yourself to me" Molly gloated.

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

Anaki had always wanted to hear about Moon and Kurgi's 'sin against nature' for a long time. "You and Rex's beta would get along just fine with the braicell between the two of you.!" Kit chuckled, making Rex smile, thinking of him. "Only 3 wolves in Creation have dared to go against Nature, committing the most forbidden law, 'Wolves are born...not turned'. The first wolf to do this was Winter Wolf, I was the second, and Rex you were the last, but you certainly won't be the last." Moon recalled Anatashi's words from this morning.

"Aisha, Alpha Brad was found dead this morning. There is no record of any promotion. Luna Mabel’s word holds weight. Pack law states that a royal murderer must be executed on the spot." They didn't even want a trial. They believed her. I looked at Mabel, and for a split second, the fake sadness vanished from her face. She gave me a sick, victorious smile. She killed him, I realized with sudden, horrifying clarity. She killed the old Alpha to protect her secret and to get rid of me. The guards drew their silver daggers, moving in to slit my throat. In that moment, something inside me snapped. The weak Omega facade crumbled. My inner wolf, the fierce, pure white beast, roared to life in my min