The Millennium Wolves Book 1 Read Online Free Novels & Stories

➳ Trigger/Content warning list 🐾 Sex Excessive or gratuitous violence Death or dying Blood ➳ Teaser 🐾 “When I mustered the courage to reveal myself, he kept staring at me. I suppose he had never heard of my species either, and I must've looked very strange to him. But when our eyes met, I felt something I had never felt before in my life. I was drawn to him in a way that I hadn’t sensed with any other male in all my years. It was mystical, like I could stare directly into the soul of this man and I recognized him as part of myself.” Excerpt from “Running with wolves.” ➳ Author’s note 🐾 Hi lovelies! Thank you for reading my Novel. I love to hear from you! Comment and share your thoughts. I

He said trying to convince her. "What! I mean don't you think it's too early." Annie said looking tensed "It's okay they would have to accept my choice because I have given my heart to you already," Jessie said with confidence. Jessie was also a werewolf from the black moon pack, his father is the alpha of the pack. Jessie was raised in a wild way his dad would always say to him "you are the son of an alpha and one day you will rule over when am no longer alive. And in other for you to be able to govern your people, you need to be wild my son".

Why? "Hyin, give me that book right now." She warned him who thought what was worse. Giving her book or not giving her book. "No." He rejected her order but the book was snatched from his hand. For a second, the wolf spirit could not understand how that little omega became so fast. Giselle took that book and opened it. Her eyes went wide as she glanced at the content of the book. "Is this what you are interested in these days?" Giselle asked him who blinked as he turned red due to embarrassment.

"We don't want humans aware of our existence. I already told you nobody wants to kill you." She relaxed a little. "How do you do that with your voice?" "I am the Alpha, leader of the pack, your new leader," he said. "There is a hierarchy around here." "So I have to listen to whatever you say?" "You still have free will if that's what you're asking. But wolves automatically respect their Alpha. It's natural to follow a leader." "Do we change into wolves on the full moon? Will silver bullets kill us?"

I respected him for it. “I want someone to pay,” he growled, the menace in his voice made even my wolf chuckle happily. Well, ok. I was a ruthless bastard and there was no way I did anything that didn’t to some degree line up with my plans. The wolf in front of me had a reason to hate the Blackwood pack as much as I did, and he WAS a pure Beta wolf – a rarity these days. I’d be stupid to let such an opportunity pass me by…

Know that trouble is ahead. I stared at the few words written in the article there, and I closed the book. I stared down at the title of the book. The Sixteen Guardian Wolves - Alexander Thorne Reya, Is this true? I asked my wolf. There was quiet for a few moments before I felt her stir.

Verina’s wolves fanned out on either side of her, all of them large, dark, with glowing red eyes, crouching down, ready to hurl themselves at my pack. My wolves were equally prepared, stooping low, finding their centers of gravity so they could launch off of the ground and meet any attack midair. Or be the first to strike.

Mila’s P.O.V. Wolfsbane. A silver bullet, laced with wolfsbane. “This is it Mila, this is where we die” I thought to myself. “Don’t you dare give up on me Mila, we have come too far for this” Tae said to me, she was my wolf, and she was mighty. Much more than I ever deserved. “MILA!!! Don’t you dare leave me Mila, don’t you dare die on me. You CANNOT LEAVE ME. I WON’T LET YOU!” This voice was familiar, I tingled at the sound, like a choir on Christmas day. This man, was mine. But it was too late, I was doomed for sure.

“It won’t attack, but we should get going.” I remembered my mother telling me about the dead girl they’d found in the reserve. “How do you know that it won’t attack?” “Wolves don’t attack when they’re by themselves. They’re a pack animal. It’s probably just as nervous to see us as we are to see it. I doubt many people use that trail.” “How do you know so much about wolves?” She looked at me and smiled. “I’ve moved in with a bunch of men who grew up in the country. I listen.”

Liv pulls the hem of her shirt down to cover her exposed belly due to the cold, and her bare thighs shiver from the chilly breeze that enters the room, swaying the curtains, and then she sighs. "A cup of tea should help with this insomnia," Liv says to herself, walking out of her room. Usually, a cup of tea with milk would make her sleepy. Her feet shuffle out of the room until she reaches the empty hallway. However, the bright light coming from her parents' room catches her attention, and the slightly raised voices from inside make her approach slowly. Being curious was a big flaw of hers. Little Westberg approaches the door, standing at an angle where she can't be seen by her parents insid