Novel & Cerita The Broken Wolf Molly

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

Molly’s POV The days that followed the dinner with Gerald were a blur of sensory overload and mounting internal chaos. It wasn't just the secrets of the archives or the haunting silence of Silas that plagued me; it was the creature living beneath my skin. Mera, my wolf, was no longer content to remain a quiet passenger in the back of my mind. She was becoming a tempest, a restless, prowling force that seemed to sense the shifting tectonic plates of my life before my human intellect could even process them.

Celly must have started crying, Derek pulled his pocket square out and handed it to her. "It's my wolf, Derek. She hates me. She hurts me. She keeps digging her claws into my head and tearing at my brain. She keeps me awake at night, telling me Carson doesn't really love me that he just wants to control me. It's horrible. I know my wolf lies, but I don't want Carson to know how much she hates him and Eck. It makes me so sad that I can't be what Carson needs. I can't give Eck his mate. Carson deserves so much better than the broken girl." 'Damn! Eck, talk to Moss now! Tell him we already know her wolf hates us! Tell Moss to tell Derek! Tell Moss what her wolf says to you and tell Moss to tell

I can feel the nausea rolling up inside of me as I make my way toward the dungeon’s main inner door. “Awe, what’s the matter? The weenie human can’t take watching someone being tortured?” Molly sneers from behind her cell bars. I stop to look at her and I’m not sure what she sees on my face, but she gives a little laugh. “Are you just now realizing what kind of monster Alpha is?” I don’t answer but Molly just continues on, like we’re having a conversation. “Don’t try to argue. She’s a monster. Just like they all are. She and her family are all dangerous, evil creatures. She has no problem torturing me, a member of her pack, because I said I wanted to fuck you. I didn’t know who you were, for

“Yeah, OK. I’m just worried about them. Tessa means a lot to me. She was there when I needed her to most. I don’t want to see anything happen to her.” “I know Mom.” He says giving her a hug and kissing the top of her head. “I know what she did for us. She has proven time and time again that she knows what she is doing so we just have to believe that is true this time.” I watched the two of them go back in before making my way around to the front of the house. Climbing back into my car I started thinking of places that this Tessa woman may have taken Molly. From what I had been able to figure out the woman was human but she had some strange connection to the werewolf community. She seemed to

“I’m not sure.” “What happened?” Malcom asked. “Maybe she just needs a break,” Kyle suggested. “There’s no time for a break. She has to be able to control her wolf,” Malcom responded. “I know, I know.” How was I going to explain this? I lost control because my wolf wanted to be with Tyler. My fingernails dug into my palms, and I released fists I didn’t know I’d been making. Just the thought of Tyler made my blood boil. I felt no kindness toward him. Yet, my wolf had decided to give up everything to get to him.

Molly Landry, our neighbor's daughter, has been living off my family's money while pretending to be some generous rich girl. At school, she gets the entire class to turn on me. They shut me out and bully me. When the class fund goes missing, Molly frames me for stealing it. Then she takes the accusation online and makes me out to be a thief. The internet tears me to shreds, and my reputation is destroyed. But Molly still isn't done. She teams up with my family's driver to steal confidential company files and sell them to a competitor. Our company goes bankrupt, and when the creditors come after us, my entire family is brutally murdered. Meanwhile, Molly builds her entire online persona

She looked like she had fought some animal and lost. When she saw me, she cried out in joy, “I told Jacob that you’d wake up soon, but he refused to believe me! “Since you’re awake, go hunting! The healer said that Molly needs protein, and she loves wild boar—” “I fainted from loss of blood, and you want me to go out hunting?” “What else? It was just a bit of blood, and you didn’t die from it, did you?! You’re strong! You’ve already recovered from it!”

He wraps his arm around his neck before jerking it and hearing the satisfying crack as he breaks his neck. He jumps backwards, landing on his hands then kicking out as a wolf lunges for him. His feet make contact with its chest, kicking it backwards and into a tree. He jumps to his feet, swinging his right foot around behind him, back kicking the asshole who thought he was going to stab him in the back with his claws. Instead, Matthew's feet meet his jaw and sent him flying backwards after breaking his jaw. A wolf leaps into the air, going for Matthew's head. He ducks down, reaching up with his claws extended and slicing through his whole midsection. Feeling the blood pour down, as the wolf