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‘Nope’ I yelled back, my eyes not leaving the sight of books, I walked past but then stopped, something grazed from my fingers, I stepped back and tried to find what it was, it felt like something pricked on my finger. ‘I felt too, something very strong touched me’ Irene mumbled, my eyes anxiously looking for it again when they locked at one book. ‘Legacy of White Wolf’ I quietly murmured those words and water gathered in my eyes as if something stung into it. The emotions right now were foreign, I was unable to understand them, but they were overwhelming. My hand was tracing the title.

However, many of the lycans had also been badly tainted by the tremendous influence of the hidden orders, which had risen to prominence among regular lycans and had become their leaders. Meanwhile, Darwin gathered his javelin and leash and prepared to face his next opponent, or, more properly, his next set of adversaries. The wooden entrance slammed open, and two enormous, savage werewolves jammed their way through it toward him. Two colossal silver werewolves, each with vicious, blazing eyes, and their drooling mouths dripping with venom. When they discovered their natural enemy, they immediately froze to the ground, preparing to strike with their razor-sharp fangs and claws, which were alr

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But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

"Your tracker brain is right. But your hands are actively fanning the pack fire." "Let the territory burn," I tell his chest. "I think these three volumes should do the trick." "Beginner, intermediate, and advanced mating books. Does your wolf require anything else from the archives?" he asks, his arms folding. I nod my head. "Actually, yes. My wolf desires to browse the explicit romance scrolls." "Lead the trail," he says, following my boots across the wooden floor, carrying all three massive sex texts securely in his large hands.

my mother said, “But no person should ever guess, much less learn about your second essence!” Living among people, werewolves are forced to carefully monitor the preservation of their secrets. These injections helped. Experiencing severe pain, the body, defending itself, pushed out the human consciousness, giving power over the body to the wolf, leading to a spontaneous turnover. What if there's an accident or a beating? Yes, there are many situations where you can get injured and accidentally spread into the beast. These injections blocked circulation. Now small pills have appeared, but they are expensive, and I did not have money for such innovations. She looked behind the second door - a

Lya The book I had found on my bed was interesting, to say the least. It had been wrapped in an old cloth, and the warmth under my skin when I skimmed my hand over the cover confirmed it was embossed with silver. Given it seemed to be a book about werewolves, and we had a sensitivity to silver, that was a peculiar choice. I wondered if it was filled with information they didn’t want just anyone reading. I hadn’t gotten much into the book - just the introduction of the Wulver Pack, its location, and when it came into existence - when there was a knock on the door. I went over to open it, not at all surprised that Oliver was on the other side.

The vampires would come again on the next full moon and any more war could mean the extinction of werewolves. They were only few left.Just two packs in a kingdom once filled with more than fifty of them.Her pack-the Blood Moon only had her,her sick father and the two soldiers that survived the last war-Avery and Axel. The second pack-the Storm Moon had less than twenty two members left. Nina stared through her window and didn't even move when her father came in.Not until he moved a chair towards her did she snap out of her thoughts. "Dad." she smiled weakly "You're here"

And I will certainly meet them . Only occasionally between conflicts with the Amazons flashed our training. And after each of them, the black wolf got drunk in the trash, because he did not want to harm me, seeing me as a fragile teenager, but he understood that it was impossible in another way. I'll just be broken if I stay weak... Finally, the string of visions stopped and stopped running like a fast-forward video. ***