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“Alpha said I could do this on my own. And I can. In fact, I think I just found my way in.” Gillian raised an unimpressed brow. “It wouldn’t happen to be those Trial things people are talking about?” Beau blinked in surprise. “How do you know about them?” At that, the she-wolf laughed aloud. “Pup, I know more than you think. Those Legacy Trials aren’t just opportunities for hazing by future frat bros. It’s a legitimate ordeal a part of some kind of secret society. You don’t just have an “in,” you found the whole damn key.”

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.

“You could end it, you know. Pick a winner. Let them live.” I snort. If only it were that easy. “Find me one who can last past the third sunrise, and maybe I’ll consider it.” Her presence flickers in front of me, like a whisp of smoke. “You’ve gone soft. I can smell it on you.” “Must be your imagination. The only thing soft here is the ground after the corpses hit it.” She chuckles and fades, leaving the back of my skull blessedly empty. I straighten, scanning the new arrivals. A witch crying into her hands. Two wolves are already posturing for dominance. A human, brave or stupid, probably both, trying to look like she belongs. Typical.

Told me that my place was on the streets and nowhere else. The two men finally passed a cafe on the other side of the street. I turned left, into an alley. My body shuddered at the prospect of turning. The wolf I had was a vicious thing. Had no mercy or grace. But she came in handy in situations like these. If she decided to show face. Unlike normal wolves, I struggled to turn. Had struggled since my first full moon after my thirteenth birthday. Apparently, not all wolves had minds of their own. Only mine.

she complimented Mira because she say the sorry on her face when she mentioned idiots Mira sent her a small unsure smile. "Okay I'll read kane's own" she signaled to them to give her their attention before she began" "The book begins with Grace remembering when she was attacked by wolves when she was eleven. However, one wolf saved her. From that point on, she watched "her wolf" in the woods, and he watches her.

--Alyssa-- I was deeply engrossed in the book I had found. It was believed that the white wolves were the first of their kind to come into existence, blessed with extraordinary powers. They had the ability to heal, control the earth and everything within it, and even communicate directly with the moon goddess. These gifts made them revered but also envied, and eventually, the other wolves' jealousy led to a devastating purge aimed at eliminating the white wolves entirely.

“It’s because you’re a special she-wolf. When you find your mate you find your wolf within, your Ari. And you won’t have to have a mark of Noah or he of you to feel and hear each other. That’s what makes the bond so special.” “I don’t understand… What makes me so special?” “You’re a golden she-wolf, your stronger than any Alpha. Your have more Aura power then a Alpha or Luna combined. You will meet your wolf when you’re mated and marked by your mate. Before that you would only hear her and she can guide you.” “A golden she-wolf, you must be mistaken, I’m just Jane a slave to a pack.” “You will find out that you never belonged there in the first place, everything will make sense when you conn

they will ma—arch into the heart of the met—met—ropolis which lays besides the Neptune that di—divides the East and the West, where the meeting point of the terre—terrestrial and ae—aerial lies. "In this line, my first hunch is that the Black Wolf Clan are attacking a tourist attraction here in Wausau. Not just for the reason that it is a common thing for criminals or syndicate group to do, to attack a public place, but also because of the clue they left behind. When you say "heart of the metropolis" it generally pertains to the heart of the city, or sometimes the city's landmark. A place where the most populated area among the other parts of the city lays—"