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I thought. I quickly opened it and I was soon horrified by the sight. ***Noises and screams from the video playing in the background*** "Is that........a werewolf?" ******

For Nicholas, the barcode was a blessing in disguise when because of it, all the werewolves were prohibited to do bad things, not just for their kind but for the humans as well. For that same reason, furious and hungry wolves, who love to stain their sharp claws and fangs with drops of blood, especially those ruthless alphas and Lunas have been dormant for years similar to a puppet. And he hasn’t heard any news about those merciless killings, colonization of other packs, and those unreasonable tortures all over the city.

He wrecked carnage like a messenger of death till only one of the guards remained, the guard dropped his weapons and knelt in surrender "Please, spare me. I know where they took her, I will take you there. Please don't…" He was still pleading when Iron bath the werewolf sank his fangs into his neck breaking it with a crack. He stood for a moment and raised his head, howling at the moon before leaping out of the window. He landed on the other side of the fence and ran in pursuit of the girls tracking her by her scent. 6. DADDY WILL BE ANGRY

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

It was so much so that he ran over to the guy and hugged him from the back. “Good morning!” he said while his face was buried in Nico’s shoulder, sniffing. “You still… smell so good…” “Seriously, man? You do know that werewolves think I stink, right?” said the vampire, who was surprised by the act, but didn’t make any moves to push his friend away. Even with the question, Ben didn’t stop with the sniffing. It wasn’t as forceful as how he did it last night, considering he now had better mental faculties.

“Why did the witches find Barbara's place being held captive this late? We won't have time to save that girl!” Rokan Allegro took a few steps forward and patted Linda on the shoulder once with understanding. “Don't worry, Mrs. Alexander. We've sent a select group of witches over there. We will never let Sacred Wolvire fall into Hugo's hands, I promise.” “But they will still be late!” Aryadi interrupted loudly from where he was sitting. Rokan Allegro raised his hand as if he was going to stop something. “They used Body Transfer to go there. It will only take five hours. Pretty quicker than if a vampire or shifter darted over there.”

“The Blackwood pup is about to awaken! A stage has been set up at the Sacred Ridge so everyone can witness the birth of a Divine Werewolf—a once-in-a-century event! If you don’t head over now, you’ll miss it!” The Beta tore free from my hand and disappeared into the crowd. “This isn’t right!” Kaeren scooped me up with ease and flew toward the Sacred Ridge. An Omega Black Werewolf shouldn’t be able to fly that high, but Kaeren could.

"Ayna! You must have been set up! Hurry up and look at the werewolf forum online! Everyone's talking about it now!" I hurriedly went online to the forum. At the very top of the homepage, highlighted in a bright red box, was a partially censored explicit video. The she-wolf in the video had a face that looked almost identical to mine, and she was naked all over while kneeling before the camera, wagging her tail, and pretending to look pitifully at the camera while repeatedly moaning Carlson's name.

Bright eyes always held a twinkle of mischief in them. “What do you want to watch?” I asked, trying to unveil his plan. “Underworld? A Werewolf in London? The Howling?” “I’m sensing a theme.” Gunnar’s motive seemed transparent. Jump scares would lead to cuddling, and I wasn’t ready to move beyond friendship. “How about we stick to Marvel? I’ve never watched them all chronologically.” “That’s thirty-four guaranteed dates! Hell, yeah.” His excitement made me smile. I queued up Captain America: The First Avenger. “Ghost is going to be so pissed.” He laughed to himself.

Zara watched with growing horror as it showed what appeared to be werewolves attacking human civilians in an urban setting. "This is from three weeks ago," Kyle continued. "A pack of werewolves systematically hunting humans in downtown Portland. Seven dead, dozens injured. This is what your precious supernatural beings do when they think they can get away with it." But as Zara watched the footage more closely, her enhanced vision picked up details that human eyes would have missed. The timestamp was wrong—she could see a newspaper in the background dated from six months ago. The werewolves moved strangely, like they were confused or drugged. And in one frame, she caught sight of something th