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This had to be the longest I'd spoken since I became human and it was funny that the person who broke my silence was Motty, a true mouther in the making, albeit a smart one although what he was currently saying wasn't an answer to my questions. "One cannot choose. A wolf and a man, or A werewolf. Read the mythologies surrounding those species." He stood up, towering over me and he hazed down at my phone. "And maybe, don't smile at your phone like you're actually chatting with someone. It's G****e, the whole world's information whore. You make the mistake of thinking you're all he has." He winked at me and then turned around, walking back the way he came.

I’m holding myself ramrod stiff. I hear her deep sigh as she moves away. I exhale in relief, but I’m also disappointed. As a Werewolf, I have slept with a fair number of females from my pack. When they’re in heat, it’s almost impossible to refuse them, and the truth is, I have never wanted to refuse any of them.

Judging from my faint memory of hon, he has a sexy body with enough muscles on a smooth milky skin. At that moment, my cheeks heated up, and I nervously looked downwards. I didn't want him to see just how much I was blushing like hell. Just then, he cleared his throat. “Listen, I, Alpha Storm Reid from the Silver Crescent pack, reject you, Audrey Baker, as my mate from now henceforth to eternity.” Immediately, I felt my chest tighten painfully. “No! Why?” I asked, as I struggled to get out of the bed but couldn't.

His deep, wolfish voice filled the night as he serenaded her, his lyrics echoing through the stillness. ‌ Sabrina's eyes sparkled, her crimson hair shimmering in the moonlight. "Oh, Andrei, you make me swoon like a teenager in a paranormal romance novel." ‌ Andrei couldn't help but laugh, his werewolf heart full of love. "I suppose we're living a real-life supernatural romance, aren't we?" ‌ In this world where once-feuding supernaturals now coexisted in harmony, Andrei and Sabrina discovered that love and laughter could bridge even the deepest divides. Their unique quirks and comical daily life created a love story that was as extraordinary as they were.

‘A pile of war strategy books’ to be precise. ‘Could you be any more pathetic and boring? Your fate changes to one filled with luxury and the only thing you can think of is boring books,’ Aria, my coldhearted werewolf chides as I flip through the biography of the first Alpha of the Red Moon Pack even though it is written in ancient Werewolf language and very difficult to read as the alphabets look like runes. “These books are more fun to me than romance books,” I defend with a smile because I feel proud of myself for being able to read such a difficult book with ease, haven taught myself with the materials from the Silver pack when I was much younger.

“All I have to say is that whoever is freeing the wolves in Oconee, they won’t stop until all of the wolves are free. And in the meantime? We’re here to help those who make it to us.” The newswoman hesitated, then her smile grew a touch more genuine. She turned to the camera. “You heard it, everyone. So, for anyone worried about our southern neighbors, donating to the Werewolf Liberation Fund is an excellent way to help. Anything else to say, Mr. Carmillan?” “Go to our website to see other ways you can help if you’re short on money. We could always use more volunteers. We’re also in the planning stages of getting a charity run set up.”

I countered. “The same point I’ve been making this whole time. Vampires do not have fated mates. And there’s never been a case of a werewolf having a vampire or any other species beyond a human as a fated mate that I know of.” Auðr said. “Hold on.” I jumped off the bed and grabbed the big Firewolf mating book at my desk. “This is an ancient book on all werewolf mating. It’s been maintained by Luna Aurelia’s birth pack for centuries. Dad asked the keeper, Mr. Tracey, to borrow it.” I explained as I returned and opened the book.

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I smirked at his remark, for a second, I forgot us being an Ambrose. “Just reminding you,” I joked. “What brings you here?” a baritone voice from the only werewolf in human form spoke. “Where are your brown friends?” I asked as Rendall and I switch our direction, every werewolf we see is either in black or grey fur. “You know this is not a place to look for a puppy,” he replied. There is something in his voice that makes it frightening, and gloomy. “Where are your kind that has brown furs?” I sharply asked.

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