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I am Catherine Brooks, mate to Arthur Brooks, the lone surviving witch-wolf. For centuries, I have loved a werewolf of unparalleled strength and unwavering determination to protect our pack, regardless of the cost. The loss of our first daughter, Aliyah, in the great war devastated me. She was brave, beautiful, and fiercely strong, yet she never returned from her final battle against our enemies—the vampires and the black witches who betrayed us.

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

~The End~ Thank you all for reading, The Wolf Without a Name—Book 1 in the series. A paperback of this novel can be found on A****n with a beautiful cover you have to see. Book 2—Alpha Christian—will be coming soon to A****n, edited version. Want to read more books written by me? Visit my F******k page @ A.K.Knight or my I*******m account @athan941 to see my other werewolf/romance novels. Make sure to follow and like my social media accounts to be informed when Book 2 is available in both paperback and hardcopy.

This situation, Adam did not dare to imagine at all. "Brother, you don't have to be afraid, it's me!" Just when Adam didn't know if he should run away or not. A young man, with an angular face, suddenly walked over, used a very friendly look, and greeted him. Although he did not recognize this person's face, Adam's voice was still clearly remembered. This is the gray wolf in the pack of the great white wolf, he is also a werewolf, his name is Smith. “Are you… Smith?”

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

“So, about this mind speak thingy…” “Ah, that’s a type of communication magic that all werewolves have. It lets them talk with their pack members,” said John, who finally chose to speak after watching the two in their awkward situation. “Anything you say using that magic can only be heard by those you consider part of your pack. In this case, it’s Young Master Nico and I. Your parents would probably be able to hear you as well, but since there’s a considerable distance, they would likely not.” “Oh, okay…”

“Why are you laughing?” “You just reminded me of a girl who came to borrow a book today,” she said, smiling. “She had also read an article about werewolves. Apparently, the article claimed that when a werewolf finds a mate, he abandons his human lover. Funny, right? But I’m sure she’ll understand the truth soon, because she decided to read The Book of Outer Land.” “Can a human even read that book? I thought it was restricted,” I asked, surprised.

The golden pup’s fur began to crack with glowing lines, radiating a blinding light that made it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open. “A true Golden Werewolf! I can’t see!” “It’s coming! It’s coming!” Everyone craned their necks and kept their eyes wide, trying desperately to catch a glimpse. Damian laughed loudly. “A Divine Werewolf descends! All shall bow before me! I am the King of the Werewolf Alliance!” As the light began to dim, the pup’s form started to shift. The crowd held its breath. “What is that?” “A black werewolf?” At the very moment everyone expected glory, the golden pup transformed into a grotesque, malformed Omega Black Werewolf.

Alex says, bouncing on the guest bed. “Right. Story.” I sit down, realizing I have, like, zero kid books. “What story?” “Mommy tells me about the brave little wolf who saved everyone.” I almost choke. “The wolf?” “He was small but brave, and he saved his family from the bad guys. And he had golden eyes like us.” Lora’s been telling him werewolf stories. Prepping him, but not scaring him. I end up making up something about a young wolf who finds his strength not in fighting, but in protecting those he loves.

This extraordinary librarian seemed to hold a wealth of knowledge, and I yearned to tap into her wisdom. "Ms. Paulina," I began, my voice filled with eagerness, "I am consumed by a burning curiosity. Have there ever been records, whispers even, of creatures such as werewolves dwelling within the confines of this very city?" Ms. Paulina's eyes sparkled with a knowing gleam as she leaned against the counter, contemplating my inquiry. "Ah, dear Jasmine, thou hast delved into a realm where myth and reality intertwine. Verily, within the annals of time, this city hath borne witness to tales of untamed spirits in lupine guise."