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Discreetly, he wrote those two names down before shoving it under his keyboard. “Thank you. These are a few samples of different styles and designs I was working on that I thought you might like.” She slid over a drawing of a version of military clothing. “The unique thing about these is we build them with extreme heavy duty velcro. General wear and tear will not rip them apart, but they will rip apart when you transform into your wolf form. The benefit of this is that you do not waste any clothing. From my understanding, your clothes will get ruined if you transform if they are still on your body. These will not.”

After some minutes of tracking they all finally halted with only the Alphas at the front leading the pack. They sighted a black figure jumping down from the tree and waking out from the shadows before the starry night illuminated the figure which revealed to be a handsome young man with a descent dress; a black turtle neck cloth which hugged his muscular body. A jean jacket was also worn on the cloth with a black jean trouser and a great foot wear. He rested his back on the tree behind him and wore and smile on his face as he packed his hair backwards. The werewolves had anger flowing in their eyes towards the young man as they had either witness the Primordial Alpha power or stories were to

Thump. I stood there frozen in horror as rogue wolves circled around us, overpowering the guards. But that wasn't what made me grow cold, my eyes widened in horror as the wolves cleared a path for a man. He wasn't wearing a suit, he wore a heavy tactical leather, a coat stained with the grit of the outlands, and an aura that made every Alpha in the room instinctively drop their gaze. My heart didn't just skip, it stopped. I knew that silhouette, I knew the way he carried his shoulders- like he was perpetually bracing for a war he'd already won.

What had Alpha Charles been preparing for? Before me are hundreds upon hundreds of pieces of armour, from helmets, breastplates, leg shields, Kevlar vests, armoured arm cuffs and gloves. I put everything I can on, they won’t stop the impact of a bullet and won’t fully withstand a wolf bite. But they will provide enough resistance to prevent the assault from being deadly. I return to the training room, to find that I’m one of the last ones back. “Why is there so much armour here?” I ask, still unable to understand why a werewolf pack would need such things.

Those four are currently serving their pack and their Alpha, and you can tell. A handsome muscular young Hispanic man stands one step ahead of the others. He has shoulder-length brown hair and a full beard. A hottie. He’s wearing a tight-fitting red t-shirt that hugs his muscular arms and sweatpants. I would assume he’s the one who spoke. To his right, is a very tall and bulky white young blond man. Goddess, he’s so hot. Are all ranked wolves this hot? “He’s wearing military fatigues. Are we gonna have to wear those? I don’t like it,” I tell Jamie, who ignores me.

Crossing my arms and pouting. The warrior rolls his eyes at me and his eyes glaze over. A few minutes later three omega wolves roll in an entire new set of winter dresses. I let my eyes light up and I jump to my feet, rushing over to the racks running my hands over the fabrics with fake enthusiasm. They all are made of slightly warmer materials and have long sleeves. Relief washes over me as I find a deep maroon one that doesn’t have a slit running down it and a high enough neckline to hide the long sleeve shirt I plan on wearing underneath it. Sadly all of the shoes are still heels but at least this was something.

he voiced out this time. How are they going to fight four huge werewolves in their tiny builds compared to those creatures? Zane’s heart hammered in his chest. But he didn’t show his tension. “Shit!” Zeev cursed and looked at the opposite side to be ready for any sudden attack. A huge ebony-coated wolf with bloody red eyes graced under the moonlight. Zane almost gasped seeing the rogue. But more than its appearance, the almost glowing dark mark on its leg caught Zane’s eyes.

All she saw was flashes of the masked man. His entire body was black showcasing his huge physique, including his muscles and veins. His pecs stood proudly with a claw necklace that had skulls in between them which slightly fell to the shoulders. The mask covered his entire face with ears on his head that gave a perfect description of a werewolf in human form because of his wolf-like shaped face but he wasn't too hairy. He had an armor around his waist that covered up his pelvis, well designed vambraces on his forearms and detailed greaves on his legs each.

For now, she’d have to be the werewolf’s assistant. The End!

I can't do that yet. I haven't been able to make love with another man who is still a stranger to me. He came out of the room carrying clothes in his hand, I was like an idiot smiling awkwardly at him. "Here are trousers and a T-shirt, maybe you can wear them. Tomorrow I will buy you women's clothes. Let's go to your room." He walked first, and I noticed his strong back. On average, Werewolves are burly, especially Lycans. They have wider shoulders than men in general. If a Werewolf has shoulders that are 2 times as big as men in general, they are small, but a lycan has 3 times the shoulders. There are also men whose shoulders are big like a Werewolf because they often do fitness and the gym