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Excitement bubbled in my chest, but I refused to show it. She wanted to surprise me. And I was ready to let her. ***** I finished my bath and walked over to where my clothes were neatly placed. Aurora had done a damn good job picking them out. The outfit was something I wouldn’t have chosen for myself, but it suited me perfectly. A deep forest-green tailored suit with intricate silver embroidery along the cuffs and lapels, resembling ancient werewolf sigils. The material was soft yet sturdy, fitting me like a second skin. Underneath the suit jacket, a black silk shirt clung to my body, the top buttons left undone, exposing just a hint of my collarbone.

As the client peeled back the packaging and beheld the gentle hue and meticulous craftsmanship, her eyes widened with delight. “I love this color! What do you call it?” “Oatmeal,” Isabella replied. “Would you like to try it on?” The client eagerly extracted the gown, revealing an accompanying undershirt. “What’s this?” “This is a specially designed undershirt to complement the oatmeal - colored cashmere coat,” Isabella explained. “If you don’t mind, it’s my token of appreciation. However, as a complimentary item, it may not match the exact quality of the coat, but it still holds a touch of the style that’s become my signature, influenced by the beauty and mystery of the werewolf world.”

Since her clan was all women, they wore the same thing. A brown leather dress with a short skirt, a dark brown breastplate that covered their rich bosoms and connected to a strong metal armor at their backs, their hands were wrapped with light metal gauntlets and their arms with greaves. If they were going to transform into white wolves, their warrior outfits were elastic and could be removed easily. The last clan was called to be the weakest and most of the time was bullied or being suspected as spies. For they were all half white wolves and half vampires.

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

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.

Never expected this to happen. "No... no! It's just…" she suddenly dropped her gaze from me. "It's just. I'm still a virgin. Please, don't get mad at me." I don't know if it was a perfect opportunity for me to burst out laughing when she almost got me on that note. A virgin wanted to have sex with me. Who on earth would sell her virginity to a person wearing a black facemask? Shit. She's fucking serious. What was this girl trying to prove? I sensed her heartbeat didn't go up or down. They were steady. And as one of my gifts as a wolf, she was fucking telling the truth.

And all that together was a dangerous combination in a werewolves. Nikolai looked as effortlessly gorgeous and sexy as he always did, and even though his friends were posturing and posing as they walked in, Akari didn’t see how anyone could keep their gaze off Nikolai. He was dressed as the others all were in short loincloths, leggings that laced up to their knees, and boots. The loincloths were so skimpy as to be barely there, and beneath them they were naked. Each of them carried several weapons, all of which looked deadly to Akari. Nikolai was carrying a kind of club with a stone end and a short, lethal-looking sword. He had oiled his body so that if an attacker managed to get him in a wr

He was wearing a black leather jacket and a matching t-shirt. Just as I was about to askwhat his name was, two more werewolves suddenly appeared from the direction of the second explosion. They half ran then stopped in front of the man who saved me. One of them who was a woman immediately lowered her eyes for a moment before speaking to the man who was standing in front of me at this time.

, I threatened. “Who…who are you?”, Aurora asked in surprise. “Huh?” “I mean why are you staying with these our enemies and these pathetic humans? You should build your own pack.”, I picked Lily in my arms while hearing Aurora’s nonsense at the same thing. “Build my own pack?”, I chuckled. “Have you ever heard that an Omega ruled a werewolf pack?”, I asked in a sarcastic tone. “Omega?”, One of the men asked in surprise, on which I nodded my head.

The first one was a huge wolf with black fur coating it, his roar was powerful enough to make anyone submit to him, anger circling around him in waves. And opposite him was a human figure, wearing a long black coat. His aura was rather calm and unaffected. He stood casually with his hands tucked in his pockets, his face unrecognizable from the distance, but one could still make out a silhouette with a broad frame. Muscled and toned.