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he growled possessively and Jay looked between us and nodded. "Will do Alpha," he replied and I crossed my arms as Mystrel and Boris changed into their huge dire wolves and headed towards the wolf calls. Lennex extended his talons and took after Boris. Jay and Jacob both herded me into the house as I kept my eyes on Mystrel. Dregan extended his talons and fangs, nodded and rushed after them. Jay, Jacob and I went into Mystrel's home and bolted the doors. I went upstairs as the howling outside got louder with intense growling and whimpers. I went to the balcony and my eyes grew large at the carnage I was seeing. The rogue vampires were ripping the smaller wolves to shreds. My eyes focused on

"We must not be foolish. We all heard about what happened to the Packs beyond the South Coast. They were so foolish to have not acted on time. They kept waiting for the right man, and what happened? Their Pack have been taken captive because of the shame they brought upon themselves. We cannot keep waiting for the Luna before we decide for ourselves. Given that, I'd like to bring to our notice that we've begun preparations for my daughter and heiress, Ava, to be wedded." An unseen blade seemed to strike my belly. The anxiety that'd been mounting for so long fell. And in its place was perplexity and anger. I stared vacantly into the space before me as I watched everyone clap. "And her mate…"

I understood how that felt. I was in a room full of the most powerful people in Vespera with a chest tube compressed under my dress and my legs shaking behind the heavy fabric and I had just spoken a dead language in front of five syndicate bosses and I was going to need to sit down very soon or I was going to fall down which would significantly undermine everything I had just done. Varek appeared at my left side. He stepped in close. Not touching me. Just close enough that his warmth reached me and his body was there if I needed it. His hand hovered near the small of my back. Not landing. Just ready.

He had two cups of black coffee in his hands. He set one down in front of her. "Stop reading that stuff." Adrian’s gaze flicked to the tablet screen, his tone low. Ava picked up the coffee and took a sip. Bitter. No sugar. "They’re not lying." She looked straight into his eyes. "I am an Omega. I don’t have a wolf spirit. I can’t beat a single full-grown werewolf in a fight." Adrian came around the desk and stopped beside her. Then he pulled her up from the chair and wrapped her in his arms. His chin rested lightly against the top of her head.

The diplomatic party arrived at midday, five wolves from Shadowcrest plus Vesper as lead. She was beautiful. Black fur so dark it looked like liquid shadow, and when she shifted to human form, that impression didn't change. Long black hair, pale skin, and her eyes Violet. Not the normal gold or amber or even blue that most wolves had. Violet, like someone had taken twilight and poured it into her gaze. Every wolf in the courtyard watched her pass. Some with admiration. Some with wariness. All of them affected in their own way. "Steady," Thea murmured beside me. "Keep your shields up. Don't reach for her mind yet."

Alpha Altan, ignoring Vladimir's words, looked at Zeta Eli in surprise at his question because, as far as he could remember, he hadn't mentioned it in front of anyone. Howl Wolf Vladimir has black hair and hazel brown eyes. His eyes are the most striking feature: golden irises, flecks of hazel brown embedded in his pupils. His nose is also very prominent, as are his chin and jawline - His wolf persona was a gift to him from the Goddess. "Your body smells like a vampire," he said, pouring some green-colored liquid into a bowl which the Alpha Altan finished in one breath. Today, I feel very strange about that dickhead," Alpha Altan said as he placed the cup back on the table.

Vic got outside the cave and stopped, ' I've seen this wolf before. Last night! It was the wolf that howled last night. But they are so many wolves. And this one looks like an human being. Shit, they are bowing down to him. Is it really a human being? ' Vic thought. He had activated his Vampdragon Eyes when he was in the cave, he did that so he could sight any aura in coming towards them in the dark cave they were in. Although they lit the light source gem, but Vic still took extra precautions. And that helped him to quickly sight the wolves that were outside.

I lunged forward and pushed the wolf off of Harley, pinning him to the ground. After biting and scratching every surface I could get, the wolf underneath me stopped moving. “Alpha, look out!” Harley’s mindlink made me snap my head to the movement in the corner of my eye, just as Viper’s wolf collided with me. I struggled, but quickly realized why they called him ‘Viper’. He sure was a snake in a fight. By taking me by surprise, Viper got a huge advantage and pinned me down on the ground. His claws sunk into my ribcage and I thrashed to get out from underneath him.

Maxim immediately turned and locked our eyes, again pressure, but this time anger began to appear in me, trying not to betray my feelings, she asked: “Maybe you’ll ask your question already, alpha, and won’t you press me to the ground with your strength?” he chuckled. - At first I thought you were drinking a decoction or infusion. I honestly don't know much about these things, but now...Vallia are you wearing an artifact? At these words, I was alarmed: - Why do you think so? - For a werewolf with a more sensitive sense of smell, this will be obvious. - Smell? I don't understand.

“You never knew how to choose your friends, banished one. "Enough," he snapped, shrugging his shoulders. Vela and Mitya ran out after them, taking positions on the sides. “Stay with the guys on the territory,” commanded Ar Vitaly. Hello, Velarin. You are beautiful as always. I missed you.” A cheeky smile crossed the enemy’s face. The werewolf's posture was relaxed, not a hint of fear or excitement. “Your puppy has grown and turned into a real wolf,” he turned his head to Mithir, to which he answered with a dull growl. “The same face as your deceased Vic. Isn't it sickening to look at a puppy every day, remembering your mate?