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"I grew up alone too. No family. I thought my life had no point. But then I found you — and you gave me a reason to keep going." I refused to accept it. I half-carried, half-dragged him to the Witch's cabin, wild with desperation. The moment I burst through the door, I seized her by the collar, eyes bloodshot, voice cracking. "You're a witch, aren't you? All-powerful, right? Then save him! Save my people! I'll pay whatever you want — anything — just save him!" It was the first time, in all my years in the werewolf world, that I completely broke.

he said, not through his voice, but through some kind of telepathy that he didn’t know he could use until now. Nico knew that he should get his friend off him. But how could he not struggle when he was also secretly enjoying the strong rhythm of the heartbeat closest to him? Goodness, if he let himself get horny, he would have rolled his eyes back in pleasure right now. But no, this was his friend, not some mindless thrall that he could play with as he pleased. “Hey man, stop it!” he said as he made an effort to push the man-wolf back. The werewolf was certainly stronger than him, but it didn’t mean that he couldn’t do anything. “Get a hold of yourself!”

I needed to clean and go through my papers for the kids then check for Sophie. Just as I thought about that my conversation with Anzania came back. We're these wolves really not attacking because they had nothing to attack or because they heard? And if this was Cecelia's das, how on earth could she found me? Why would she attack now even! Suddenly a sinister thought hit me. I could literally go to the forest and see what happens. I mean I'd see if really they had nothing to attack or they were werewolves like me and heard..

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"Place your hands upon the altar, and let the ancient spirits guide you. Only through their guidance can the truth be revealed." Emily and Adam exchanged a glance, their eyes reflecting a mixture of anticipation and resolve. They approached the altar and, as their hands touched its weathered surface, a surge of energy coursed through their bodies. Visions flashed before their eyes, fragments of the past, and glimpses of a future yet to unfold. The secrets of the werewolf community were laid bare, their history and purpose intertwined with that of humanity. Emily felt a profound sense of interconnectedness as if the threads of fate had woven them all together in an intricate tapestry.

"Stop acting like we're best friends." Liana looked at the gun held limply by his hand. It was facing down and the safety was on. She charged at him and they both fell, his head hitting the floor with a thud. She winced and tried to get up but he grabbed her hand. She tried to bite his while pulled her down with so much strength that she fell on top of him. She heard a deep animalistic growl and saw his body twisting and fur growing on it. She gasped before he hit her head with a pistol and she felt dizzy. Her world suddenly turned black.

He grabbed the unbreathing Wren by his neck and raised him up in front of him before using his claws to rip Wren’s heart out of his chest, mindlessly dropping his dead body on the ground. With Wren’s heart on his hands, he showed it to every wolf in their own council quarter in the dark forest. “I don’t need cowards in my army. If you want to fight for your freedom, throw away your fears and hesitations.” Zeev walked towards Ezekiel who had his eyes glaring at him, reaching out for his hands and put Wren’s heart on Ezekiel’s palm. “Only the fearless can survive.” he added, staring at Ezekiel’s eyes with his evil smirk on his face.

However, it wasn’t pure gold; it shimmered with intertwining silver threads, like liquid moonlight coursing through the golden glow. Suddenly, my pup trembled violently, and an ancient, soul-stirring, and terrifying roar echoed. With the awakening complete, a golden paw emerged, sharp claws glinting. Then, a tiny werewolf head peeked out. “Mother!” The voice was small but clear, and two round, bright eyes stared directly at me. I flinched at the sudden call, and Kaeren appeared beside me as well. The little pup stretched, its golden fur patterned with sacred silver markings—the legendary emblem of the Primordial Lycan!