The Broken Wolf Molly 소설 & 이야기

So as I walk back to the table, I see Molly look at me in a cheeky way and smile. "I hope that you did that to him." "The man is a damn pig; he belongs in my shed. If I ever catch him lift his hand in the wrong way towards a woman again, then I will break his neck." "Men like him are not worth the pain. Rather keep your focus on Mekayla." "Guess you are right, Molly." I turn to Billy and Rebecca that is still sitting dead quiet in shock. "Come, let us go; these people are making me sick."

I was badly hurt but, if I had to help Emma in bringing down her mate, I would. Soon there was a loud growl. Emma had shifted into her large dark wolf. Josh laughed. "So, my stupid mate wants to challenge me," he said, and shifted into his wolf that almost had the same color as hers. Emma slowly circled Josh, seeking a weak spot to bring him down. "Grrr," Emma growled, as Josh lunged at her and bit her on one of her lips. Emma grabbed him by his neck. "Grrr," I heard Josh growl. He pushed Emma into the wall while blood dripped from his neck.

It's sad to think that we didn't even talk before she passed away and it's disappointing to think that I am also the cause of the trouble in her family. Molly is a child who does not know how to lie. His aunt raised him to be an honest, honest and kind child. Although an orphan, he grew up faithfully being cared for by his aunt. One day, Molly accidentally broke her aunt's most precious plate. That was broken and no matter what repairs Molly did she could never get back to normal. Fearing resentment Molly threw the plate away and did not tell her aunt.

She stating out all the truth. “Sort of,” I said in a monotone. “There must be something that we can do,” she said giving me some hope. “Nothing we can do, I was broken. Broken beyond repair.” “Listen, just because of something broken, we don’t throw it away. We fix it.” She moved her body closer and placed her hand on my chest near to my heart, indicating that it still can be fixed. I stretched my hand and pulled her closer to me and made her stood beside me. I wrapped my hands on her waist with my face buried on her chest. I felt her hands wrapped my shoulder and patted my back. It was too comfortable and it made me calm, eventually.

Molly’s acting skills instantly bloom into full, shameless display as she squeezes more wetness from her eyes, sobbing, "Supreme Alpha Idris, my wrist bones are about to snap in her grip! Please, rip her claws off my skin!" Idris walks toward our frames with heavy, vibrating boots, his thick brows knitting into a dark, dangerous line while his thin lips purse flat. Molly’s chest heaves with sick pleasure as she watches his high alpha body close the distance, ensuring her tears look perfectly tragic. She has trained her sleek body in the traditional territory dances since her first heat, giving her tight curves and flawless facial features that always make male wolves drool. Molly is absolute

Scott smirks at my wet tunic. "Derek, I almost feel pity for your wolf. Malia is the kindest, most gentle Luna in the Beacon Moon Territory, and you not only fail to guard her tail, but you make her inner wolf roar with this much rage. Your soul is too far gone. No wonder she broke the bond." Malia stands frozen, watching the well water drip from my hair down onto my leather vest. Her fingers tremble. "W-Why didn't your wolf move?" Malia whispers.

"Is that so?" I clapped my hands. The screens switched again. This time, the video showed a battered wolf bowing his head as he confessed, "Fine! It was me! The Alpha of the Moonlight pack ordered me to do it! He said if I made Luna lose her wolf and the pup in her belly, he'd pay me a huge sum of money!" The hall fell into a deathly silence. Cheating and terminating a pregnancy were scandals, but losing a wolf was a devastating injury for a werewolf.

Instead, she reached up and slapped me, her small hand connecting with my cheek with a surprising amount of force. "How dare you!" she shouted, her voice trembling with righteous anger. "You think your arrogance gives you the right to disregard the needs of others? Move your car, now!!" My pack members, who had been waiting nearby, looked on in shock as the human woman stood up to me, the infamous Broken Alpha. I clenched my fists, torn between the urge to lash out and the grudging respect I felt for her courage. "Fine!," I growled, my voice low and dangerous.

Molina creeps closer with her fangs exposed and the fur of her wolf bristling as if charged by lightning. She glares at me, challenging me to fight her. Her wolf has red fur, and her piercing grey eyes are locked on mine. I take an instinctive step back, knowing that in this form, she would not hesitate to rip me apart. "Molina, this is crazy! I don't want to fight you," I plead.

She could easily guess he was an omega in his pack. He roared with bloodshot eyes as she laughed at him. Jackson had run Into a corner as the wolf in front of him was bigger and looked stronger than his. Their colleague was frightened to death and was about to dial the police through the phone on the counter. Lucia gave Jackson a sign and he immediately hit a large frying pan on the girl's head. She fell to the floor. The wolf roared again while he gathered his strength. Without warning, he launched at Lucia, biting hard on her shoulder.