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, Nico muttered gloomily rubbing his face, following Ryder and Scar. “Now turn me into a werewolf”.

"Do you think he'll listen to me?" "Now that I think about it, I doubt he will. How about if you told someone scary to threaten him for you?" "I don't know any-" "I know the right person," Hellen's face lit up. "Your cousin Tom can do it. Rumours say he used to be in a gang when he was in the city. With that big body and scary look, Cole will be leaving town as soon as he threatens him." Gina put her arms around Hellen. "Thank you, thank you so much. I'll call Tom right away."

Bruce looked at me and scowled as he said, “Well, we both know that’s not going to happen.” **** Shen knew all too well the sound of the werewolf’s cry. This time there was something different about it. He wondered if it had anything to do with his rescue party. The slow turning of the doorknob caught his attention and he rushed back to the bed to fain sleep. He did his best to peek from beneath his eyelids while still looking authentic.

Yet. "Look, our wolves already check this town out. It's an okay town," Carrie whispers holding her husbands firm hands, trying to comfort his worried wolf. Tom never wins Carrie when it comes to hunches, but being a scientist in nature Tom always find himself curious about someting - sometimes even in nothing. "Okay. But if there is someting odd, phone me in the very second," Tom requires. Carrie sweetly salutes and chuckles at her husband's odd habit.

“I have to see him, please.” As I turned to leave, resolved to find him on my own, a voice from the TV stopped me in my tracks. “…breaking news—an unidentified creature thought to be a werewolf has been apprehended…” My eyes were drawn to the screen. The reporter's voice faded into the background as the camera panned—chains, poor lighting, blood on the floor… and then— Lennox. Unconscious. Bound. Struggling to breathe.

They could feel the ground shake as the Cresent Moon Pack grew closer. The first sight of the other wolves Felix leaped into the air and took down the first of many. But they kept coming. Sasha kept trying to keep her eye on Felix and any others that needed help when suddenly a wolf jumped and grabbed her neck. His teeth sunk deeply in as he shook her body around ripping flesh and allowing Sasha to bleed out. "Sasha!" Felix growled. He ran over, jumping over bodies and other fights till he got to her lifeless body just laying there.

She couldn't quite grasp what had happened, but one thing pierced her with absolute clarity—that body was no longer me. The sickening smell of decay grew heavier, cutting through the room's perfume. At last, Lily decided she wouldn't wait any longer. It was time to let the "Luna" go. So, when Ryan got back from the Northlands, the first thing he saw upon arriving at the Alpha's estate was Lily and several werewolf attendants closing the coffin. The heavy wooden lid was already halfway shut, its silver-inlaid edges engraved with the Luna's crest. Ryan lunged forward, eyes bloodshot, only to stumble over his own feet and crash heavily against the coffin.

Tasha didn’t flinch, she stared, her jaw tight, eyes narrowed in contempt at the waste of life sprawled on the floor. Scott looked up at me, brushing the heel of his boot against the dead vampire’s ribs as if testing whether the body still had fight left in it. When none came, he lifted his gaze fully. “Do you know,” he said slowly, deliberately, “how to cure a werewolf’s bite?” He asked it not as a man curious but as a predator already knowing the answer, testing whether I would betray myself by speaking it aloud. His stare pinned me in place, leaving no space for retreat.

Her hands wobbled as she tightened her grip on the rod like a staff she held. "Omicron wolf, a special and rare kind of wolf?” I heard Adrian's voice. I shifted my gaze to the person standing next to the woman and gasped. It was Adrain. Alpha Adrain, his beta Austin, and two older men, including the old woman, were surrounding an image of a big white wolf. “A dead Omega, woken by her mere presence." Adrains voiced out. My eyes flickered all over him, and then something caught my attention.

he says quietly. I find that odd. “And as for information… I’m Scar. I think I lost my ID and stuff when I was attacked,” he mutters. I nod sympathetically, still trying to understand the reason he doesn’t want us to tell the cops. Then suddenly my senses scream with adrenaline and alertness. I smell it before it even happens. Suddenly, the door bursts open. Splinters fly. Screams sound in the background. My senses roaring, I stand there and watch as a wolf, huge, monstrous, familiar, flanked by two other wolves, stands in the doorway.