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It was so strong that she couldn't even use her werewolf strength to push it away. She helped Ellie up to the nearest chair before sitting beside her. She took a book out of her bag and opened it. "The only strong creature I know that has green eyes is this." She dropped the book on the table for Ellie to see. "A white wolf?" Ellie asked, looking at the picture in the book. She remembered that she had seen the white wolf picture in one of Alex's books in his study. She remembered that the real white wolf was the only wolf with green eyes, and it was very rare.

"Yes, I am. But as you've said, these new generation of White Wolf's soldiers are currently the best Wolf's. The best thing to know the enemy's weakness is to befriend with them." "Is this really is it? You're just interested in this red lips gay gay White Wolf soldier right? He swings in your way and just happen to be your perfect combination. Alexander, I just wanted to remind you, Alexandra seduced two gorgeous White Wolf's soldiers before and was successful of it. But it ended in a tragedy. We don't want you to be like Alexandra, Alexander. We don't want to repeat another tragedy."

Alex’s POV With my body close to Alexis, my wolf badly wanted to claim her. But, I had to fight for composure. It was an intense and personal struggle, like wrestling with a powerful inner force, a constant battle to resist tempting thoughts and desires, a nagging voice that refuses to be silenced. My mind was a battlefield, with reason and willpower pitted against primal urges. It was a lonely, exhausting combat, where victory is never fully won, and the enemy lurks always, waiting to strike.

She is quiet for a long moment, the silence on the line punctuated only by the distant hush of the trees. She finally speaks, saying gently, “Zeke’s crazy about you, Liv. You don’t see the way he looks at you when you’re not looking, but I do. He wouldn’t have gone through all that—tracking you down, fighting his own Council, nearly killing himself killing that shadow thing—for just anyone. He’s Alpha of a pack; he could pick any eligible wolf he wants. He could have rejected you and chosen Erica. But he chose the stubborn, angry hybrid.”

“Do you love Halle that much that you’ll come all the way out here to find her?” “Stop asking him dumb questions.” My voice was faint. “You’re lucky he didn’t kill you the same way he dropped your men.” Chloe’s eyes darkened. “If both of you are so in love, I hope she has told you the truth about her wolf.” The words hit me like a fist in the ribs. That was low. Really low. Every hair around my arms prickled. My breathing became heavy, and for a moment, I thought I would pass out.

His wolf would have to wait. Oh God no, she could feel herself responding to him. But no, it wasn't to him, it was to her white wolf, her champion. He was making her cum, he was making her push into him, not Gary. She had to do this to stay alive. She had to stay alive to find her wolf. She had to. She'd do whatever it took. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she felt him pulling her to her side and holding her while they were still tied. She told herself she wasn't going to break. She'd be here when he came for her, when he rescued her.

I was a white wolf. I screamed out loudly, crawling backwards away from the wolf and the girl. She gazed ahead, looking at Alex. I heard a voice in my head again. “Calm” “Who are you?” I asked. “I am you. You are me.” I knew it was my wolf speaking to me. I looked at the people of the Grey Wolf clan, their eyes wide in surprise. Seeing a white wolf was only possible in books. She was a myth. I was going to faint.

“That wolf… he is no spirit. He is flesh.” Selene’s silver eyes locked on Fenric’s glacial stare. The wolf’s gaze met hers, and in that single moment she felt the hollow of the chamber fall away. She was back in the library, hunched over brittle scrolls, the flicker of her candle casting shadows as she read of a wolf who had defied his elders, who had chosen mercy over slaughter, who had been exiled beneath a moon that pulsed against the will of men. And now, here he was, not dead, not broken, but standing where judgment had been pronounced against her.

What's a little fun that I can't have? “I'm specifically looking…” he paused as he opened a page in a book and then turned it to me. "For the White Wolf.” The page had a picture of a white wolf in it sitting under a huge moon. This was supposed to be alarming to me, but I wasn't bothered. This might prove Axton's theory of humans wanting more after finding little. Maybe they were the ones that carried the bodies of those lycans, and now they're back for more. But somehow I disagreed with that thought. What if this guy has read some books and done a little research, and now he wants to discover one for himself? That also makes sense.

I was rooting for him and Alex all of a sudden because they were the only important people in my life here. A female wolf came to Alex's side and tried to tend to his wounds to ease his pain. She put some liquid from her mouth on the wound to probably stop the wounded area from getting infected, Alex winced in pain. His body was open as he had only a part of his shorts on, just enough to cover his private area. I stared at his build for a while and walked closer to him to stay. The wolf stared at me with those intense eyes of hers, they were so beautiful. Why would anyone want to hurt such beautiful creatures? I raised my hand in surrender, showing that I had no weapons of any sort and I was