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I prevented the guard from announcing my presence and went in myself. I was about to enter their living room when I started hearing an argument from them. Apparently, they were arguing about whether to release Zendaya's wolf or not. The alpha insists on them giving back her wolf but the wife kept on yelling and threatening him not to. Another voice was pleading to release her son. The house was chaotic. I couldn't believe my ears. My eyes were literally bleeding. What kind of souls are these people? how could they go to this extent to harm a girl?

I call out to her as she pulls off her clothes and shifts into a beautiful midnight-black wolf, reminding me so much of Zander. “This way,” Beta Sam Langley opens the door for us and walks around the massive pack house. “I would normally put you on the ranked wing with Alpha, myself, and her sister, but umm … the bedroom Alpha Oliver used is currently occupied,” he finishes the last part with a frown, perhaps annoyed with himself for saying too much to complete strangers. The guys follow me as I follow Sam through the pack house. The lights flicker brightly as we walk past. There aren’t too many people around. The ones who pass us are curious and stop for a quick glance.

she scratched her neck, "Where don't you understand exactly?" Zachary pushed his laptop aside and leaned forward, the corners of his lips quirking upwards in a cruel smile, "Everything, nerd. Start explaining all over." "What?" A shriek escaped Olivia's lips as her eyes widened in horror. * OWEN'S HOUSE A knock sounded on Owen's room door and he ignored it, his mind fixated on the lyrics he was trying to compose. Yeah, he loves music a lot and hopes to form a band one day. "Owen, I'm coming in," he heard his mother's voice and she pushed his door open, entering the room and he rolled his eyes.

This journey for Ireland and Oliver is over. Thank you all for your support and love. Below is the first chapter of my book Living With His Mark. This will be Olivia's story. I hope you all enjoy! I will not mark this book as complete until all editing is complete. Chapter One- (Olivia POV)

“Stop making your mam cry little man.” We lay together just looking into one another’s eyes. “We need to start thinking of nursery themes. I want something original. Maybe Harry Potter?” She says with a laugh. She is trying to get to me. “No, it has to be wolves.” I tell her. She sticks out her tongue. I hear the door slam hard downstairs. “Stella”! I hear Moon yell for her sister. “Up here”! Stella yells back. The door flies open. Moon is looking a wreck. She has definitely been crying. “Oh my God Moon what’s wrong? Did something happen”? Stella asks.

" I looked around and realised that the winds blowing made all the leaves surround me in a circular manner Like they were engulfing me to soothe me The water in the lake looked a lot more blue Like blue lights were being emitted by the water The old man passed me a reassuring smile "She is here son watching you....telling you she is here with you...." I found an unknown courage inside me and got up on my feet "Don't worry Ezra your mate is coming ....you can't die unless your wolf defeats me.....the thunder wolf may have power of thunder but I have power of love.."

Ever since she’d set up a dog house on the porch, he’d been spending more and more time out there. After switching everything off and locking up, she stepped outside the house, the porch light humming above her. Then came a sharp, echoing hoot from the darkness. Startled, she turned, seeing the white owl perched on the railing like it had been waiting for her. Its feathers looked almost silver in the light, and its big round eyes blinked once, then twice, locking onto her. Arah’s lips curved into a smile. “Hey, it’s you. It’s been a while, huh?”

The white wolf watched his mate with pride as she explained to her cousins. The wolves continued to howl until the flames had died down and the last embers were burned out. Carr took Lee's hand, sent his thanks to his pack, and then left with the bereaved families to talk further. As they walked away the owl took flight, calling to his mate in a low-pitched but loud ho-ho-hoo hoo hoo. Carr looked up and smiled at the ghostly apparition as he winged his way across the sky. A good omen.

Ariadne was amazed with its beauty and quit surprised not ever seeing on ever. Moreover, a small great horned baby owl was resting itself on her shoulder. Its eyes were open and it has golden eye with black circles around it. It has pure white fur with black highlights its chest with thick feathers around its neck just like a fur. It keeps making a small ‘hooo’ sound every time she jumps. Eve hiss at her owl in a low voice. “Marion! You have to keep quiet! If anyone hear you, they will catch us and we’ll be punished for sure. Do you know how hard it is to hide from Khalid?”

Ortiz faced the owl again, lifted it gently, and whispered in that ancient tongue only the royal house still knew-low, clipped, urgent syllables meant only for the creature's ears: "Fly to Haspan. Spy. Hear. Return fast." The owl's eyes flashed silver. Then- FWSSHHH- it shot out the window like a streak of lightning, gone before anyone could blink. Silence fell. Ortiz turned toward Lisa. "Try again. Look far." Lisa swallowed hard. She closed her eyes, pressing her palms together, breathing as though steadying herself against a storm. Everyone waited. Seconds stretched. Then her eyebrows twitched... her lips parted...