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As expected, a couple of wolves jump out of hiding and begin circling us, their intent clear as they growl. I could easily take them all if I was on my own but now I had a mate standing behind me trembling in fear. I contemplated turning to my wolf and finishing these rogues off but I can't risk her safety so I quickly connect to the mind link trying to reach my beta and pack while making sure she was still safe behind me.

This was calculated. "So this was planned." "Every second." The wolves behind him stood perfectly still, awaiting nothing but a command. Their postures weren't those of wild, frenzied beasts. These were disciplined. Trained. Soldiers. Someone had molded them into weapons far more dangerous than Damien's scattered forces ever were. My mind raced—who could command such loyalty from wolves that should have been feral? I kept my eyes locked on the stranger, refusing to blink, every instinct screaming that he was the true apex predator here.

As you can imagine, my connection with Vitor was very long, years and years of growing up, sharing people and moments, it was hard to disassociate myself from everything we lived through. - Anna told me that your date is beautiful, have you seen him? - my mother said, snapping me out of my thoughts again. - He's a brute! And a bush animal! - I said grumpily. - And how do you know all this? - she said confused. - I just know, the guy is so weird that he's living in the forest above, do you think that's acceptable? - Wow... really there? Anna told me she has a cabin, but she didn't tell me it was there! - I don't know why I felt in my heart that my mother wanted to say more than she did.

"You're a White Lotus witch. Admit it." There's a line of gold running along his pupils, and his lips are quivering as if he's about to show his fangs any minute now. Hiro trembles, but he fixes his posture and stands straight. Werewolves can very much smell fear, especially if they were this close to each other. Hiro wasn’t exactly afraid; he was taken aback that he suddenly got caught. "What is it to you?" He snarls, trying to get past him and that's when he bares his fangs. In broad daylight too, what an asshole.

“Your mates are just hanging around waiting for you.” From the back of the buildings more soldiers appeared, armed with guns. I estimated around thirty of them. We could take them. My wolf agreed. Anthony hissed next to me, his eyes glowed bloodred. “Their blood calls to me.” his voice was unrecognizable. Zane touched his shoulder and he snapped at him. “Easy now. You’ll get your chance, love.” We walked down towards the building, the open door waiting like a monster wanting to swallow us.

Two hunting teams in the valley made it out because of that warning. The third time, while tracking in wolf form, I picked up a vibration in the grass that didn't match any prey's heartbeat. That was how I spotted the hyena pack lying in ambush. After enough incidents like that, the Joint Hunting Unit finally stopped treating me like I didn't belong. I stopped wasting energy trying to win anyone over. Instead, I trained like my life depended on it. I trained in tracking, practiced killing strikes, and honed the control of my strength and balance in wolf form.

The soldiers started walking close to the guy as he was still bending his head. His head was still hidden so they are yet to capture his face. So this three guys surrounded him with their guns as he was looking at the ground. "Who are you!" The commander of the soldiers said. "Huh!" the beast grumbled as he then looks up. "What... The hell... Is this..." the commander said when the beast raised his face. His face was filled with blood his eyes are dark as well. While the master cocks his gun and fired one bullet on his head.

"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."

He felt her arms close around him and he melted into her embrace. During the fight his wolf had been feral, wild, fighting by instinct. Now he could let his gentler nature take over. He was with his mate. She was safe. Being here with her was what he needed to calm the thoughts in his mind. Carr would be OK. It was his wolf who was putting all the worst thoughts in his mind. Wolves weren't subtle. Everything was black and white with them. If you were injured badly, you died. But they had a great Doctor. Carr would be OK. He was sure of it.