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"Katie said happily. "You're going to become one very soon. Am in my last month."I said with a smile. That smile that faded away the moment I remembered that the owl is still in the house. "Have mercy on me and my babies Lord. The owl has heard me say that am in my last month."I looked puzzled.

A pair of large, round eyes are looking at them. He sighs and raises his arm. Instantly, a small, brown owl flies towards him and settles on his arm. The owl hoots happily, curious about the two people in the cave. “He just wants to be friends with you,” Lavi says. “He? Who?” Anna asks. As if answering her question, the owl lands on her lap. Anna touches its fluffy feathers and she smiles as the owl affectionately hoots at her. “An owl?” She exclaims, smiling widely like a child. “Is he cute?”

| HAILEY | Xavier’s eyes shifted, ocean blue fading into molten gold. The air around us thickened, alive with wild energy. His wolf had taken control. “Turn around now!” a low, rumbling growl tore from Xavier’s chest. I didn't hesitate. Rolling onto my back, I sank into the mattress, the sheets cool against my overheated skin. My breath hitched as I hooked my hands behind my knees, drawing my legs up and apart, exposing my pussy completely to Xavier’s predatory gaze.

"Oh, Goddess! What did you say to him?" I groaned again. "Please, can we not talk about this right now?" "Okay, but you better tell me later." And that was when I prayed silently to Artemis that later would never come. I prayed that she'd just kill and burn me. --- Thanks for reading the preview of the next book in the series, Wolfborn! If you'd like to keep reading, please search for 'Wolfborn', now complete on Goodnovel. While this book does introduce some new characters, it also continues the story of Jasmine & Blake. Happy reading!

living room without any other furniture. If the second bedroom is occupied, he can only sleep with her in the master bedroom. Kim thought this guy's brain hole was a little crackhead, "Lord Owl, I'm going to let you sleep in my room, but if you sleep in my room, do I have to sleep with you? Can't I make a bed with Lily? Of course, if you want to follow the example of the farmer and the snake and force me to submit, I have no choice."Farmer and snake? Ethan immediately choked speechless, fiercely glared at her for a long time, angry cold way, "You should be less narcissistic! Who's going to make you submit? Get out of here. " "All right." After taking out her laundry, she went out of the roo

His parchment skin folded in on itself until he was nothing more than a small, leather-bound book lying on the paper path. I picked it up. The cover was blank, but the pages inside were filled with the story of a werewolf and a girl, written in a hand that looked like both of ours. "We're moving into the Fourth Vault," I said, looking at the path that now stretched toward a horizon where the wooden stars were beginning to turn into real, morning light. "What's the first line of the new chapter?" Xander asked, his arm around me as we stepped off the paper and back onto the moss.

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

Xander pipes in, “That’s kind of why we are here. Willow here was raised by humans. She knows nothing of her family history. She didn’t even know she was a wolf until she shifted for the first time. We were hoping you would be able to shed some light on things for us.” Olivia nodded her head and offered us to join her in the back of the store as she flipped a sign on her door letting people know that the shop was closed. She led us through her beaded curtain and into another room with a round table, six wooden chairs, and shelves that adorned each wall were filled with a variety of magical objects. It reminded me of something out of a horror movie. “Please, Have a seat,” she offered, gesturi

I shifted into my Owl and took off for the small cabin, Prince Liam informed me would be my hideout until it was time. The small single room cabin wasn’t far from the gardens of the palace, and it was very well taken care of. There was a small bed of flowers around the front porch and a single swing in the front. Very sweet, like a child’s play house tucked away in the forests of fairytales. When I entered the painted blue and white cabin, one bunkbed and a single bed were tucked away in the corners near the back with a wood table and three chairs set just under the front window. I could imagine three little children playing house. When I took a closer look at the beds, carved into the wood

AMELIA XAVIER The smell of my favourite kind of coffee filled my nose as I opened my eyes. Letting out a yawn, I stretched myself out of bed and moved downstairs to meet Owen in the kitchen making breakfast. We were moving into the Winters estate today so why was he making breakfast? As I opened my mouth to speak, he turned to face me, handing me a chocolate chip. “I saw this on YouTube, how does it taste,” he said, shoving the chocolate chip into my mouth.