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I got up from the bed and walked around the room, still no pain, how weird. I noticed the bookshelf and decided to take a look. There were so many books, some with older worn covers and others a bit more newer looking. I picked up a small red book and read the cover ‘A Lycanthropy Reader; WEREWOLVES IN WESTERN CULTURE’. I flicked through the pages and put it back on the shelf, a little too intense for some early morning reading. I picked up another one and read the cover, ‘The Garden of Eden’ by Ernest Hemingway. Not what I expected from a teenage werewolf soon-to-be-Alpha. I put it back and my eyes fell on a really older looking book. I pulled it out and it was big and very heavy. It looked

“We have a more serious matter to look into right now. First of all, what kind of creatures are these? They do not quite look like us.” “I suspect that they are Nikjin’s minions,” said Monah, the general of Vak’s warriors. “From the little intelligence that I have been able to gather from my spies, your brother’s army of evil werewolves is a distorted version of our kind.” Vak sighed. “I thought that the rumors were just embellished to scare us, but it seems like they may be true. These beasts have unnatural strength and if it had not been for our numbers, they could have overpowered us and killed us all.”

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

| HAILEY | Xavier’s eyes shifted, ocean blue fading into molten gold. The air around us thickened, alive with wild energy. His wolf had taken control. “Turn around now!” a low, rumbling growl tore from Xavier’s chest. I didn't hesitate. Rolling onto my back, I sank into the mattress, the sheets cool against my overheated skin. My breath hitched as I hooked my hands behind my knees, drawing my legs up and apart, exposing my pussy completely to Xavier’s predatory gaze.

They both look at the door when Iris and Collins walk in. “What’s wrong?” Sawyer asks, seeing the two people he doesn’t know walking toward them. “Luna?” Huck swallows as Iris almost sits next to him. “Nope, Daniel scents that guy on me and you will be saving his life and mine,” Collins has Iris sit next to Sawyer. “Werewolves are gay too?” Sawyer asks. “Yep, and I can sense it about you,” Collins smiles. “I’m here to ask you two not to kill pack wolves,” Iris dives in tight.

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“My coven… they always said you were a monster.” Kael’s hands gripped her ass, guiding her to slide along his length. “They lied, little witch. And now the bond is changing you.” His voice dropped. “I can smell it. Your magic is mixing with wolf blood.” Before she could respond, he flipped them, settling between her thighs. This time there was no brutal rush. He kissed down her body—slow, worshipful. His tongue traced her collarbone, then lower, circling her nipples until she arched with soft moans.

It helped put me at ease as he started the conversation. A lot of it was reviewing what Jonathan and Rohan told me. But then Charles went into more details, even bringing out an old worn book about the mating of humans and werewolves in more detail. I found the book to be the most helpful. It talked about how a human mated to a werewolf could die if marked on any day but a new moon. I was rather surprised that when I read the pages, it never once indicated the genders or the mated pair like it’s perfectly normal in their culture for pairings to go beyond the binary box of cis heterosexual.

Their gazes lock, “It means that fire wolves are the most dangerous werewolf created, and that’s why they must remain pure.” She cracks up. “This sounds so much like a fairytale, and I’m not surprised. It’s the kindergarten book along with that one as well.” “Hey! Do not make jokes, Jac, these are the only books so far that graze over who you are. There are over a thousand books written about werewolves lore and none is written about fire wolves except these two and it was very hard finding them.” he frowned at her. “I’m sorry then for making fun of them and disregarding your effort.”

Werewolves are a bit more acceptable than Shadow Hunters. XXX