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I hope she was telling the truth. However, I'm not that interested in that at the moment. What intrigued me the most was what the old man and woman just mentioned. As far as my knowledge is concerned, werewolf packs have shared the same beliefs about our kinds. And that each pack is trying to uphold peace and order despite the extreme conflicts they could have. Unless the wolves who attacked Nathalie's pack were the rogues. They love chaos as they did to our packs. "Can I come with you?" Could not help but ask. I have to make sure right through my eyes Nathalie is completely l safe. "I'd be the one to send the letters myself, can I?"

— His Claws On My Neck (c) 2020 by zavieda COMPLETED Total word count: 150k Genre: Romantasy Subgenre: Werewolf, office romance This book contains adult scenes that may not be suitable for young audiences. Reader's discretion is highly advised. Grammatical errors are also incurred throughout the book, but it is constantly being proofread and revised. Readers' understanding is deeply appreciated.

Clara pointed out. "Course he is, the Alpha that bit him probably did it as a last resort that's why he isn't sired to him, Jason's a lone wolf" Joseph calmed down and got another beer. "A lone wolf? You didn't teach me about those, you said Werewolves always travel in packs" Clara said confused. "They're very rare! Very rare, lone wolves are a type of Werewolf bound by no one, they have complete freedom and complete control, not to mention their strength it rivals some alphas" Joseph explained.

Caroline put her foot ahead then her mind said, " Hey! What are you doing? How can you believe in a stranger and that also in a guy." She again put her leg back. "Why are you thinking so much? Just get inside before he changes his mind to give you lift and leave you here alone. You're already a werewolf, brave daughter of a strong alpha of a pack." Her heart persuaded her. "So what if you're a werewolf? Nowadays, humans are more monsters than werewolves. " her mind warned her. "Oie.. Caroline flustered and uttered, " both of you stop fighting." She said so loudly that he got confused too and muttered to himself, " Both? " and he looked around out of the car from the window, " who's the other

The usurpers didn't need to command loyalty; they merely needed to ensure that the packs were too busy fighting amongst themselves to ever consider uniting against them. Propaganda, too, played a crucial role. Pamphlets, crudely printed but widely distributed in werewolf settlements, depicted Queen Elara and her lineage as weak, decadent, and ultimately responsible for the kingdom’s current instability. They were painted as creatures of human sentimentality, incapable of understanding the primal needs and fierce independence of the werewolf people. One particularly vicious pamphlet featured a crude caricature of Elara, her eyes wide and vacant, surrounded by images of chaos and famine, with

The pack house had a large library on the second floor that I had only visited a few times. After dinner, when most people were relaxing in the common areas, I slipped upstairs to see what I could find. The library was quiet and dimly lit, with tall shelves filled with books about werewolf history, pack records, and various other topics. I wasn't sure exactly what I was looking for, but I hoped I might find some reference to Seraphina or the attack that killed her. I started with the pack records, looking for any mentions of events from five years ago. Most of the books were dry accounts of territory disputes, trade agreements and pack meetings.

She dared not hope for more in fear of being disappointed again. "What will you do now?" He wondered. "I am sure there will be someone else to like." She lied. She was not sure. William went back to reading his book. "Is it frightening?" she wondered. "No. It is sad." He seemed so engrossed in it and read it with a frown on his face. Angelica was becoming too curious, but didn't want to interrupt him. When he finally fell asleep she took the book and began to read it. It was about a man and a monster. Both trapped in the same body. Both being each other's companions in sorrow and pain. The man was tortured. He didn't want to be with the monster that kept growing inside his body and having mo

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

She pushed out and into his thrusts and pushed her shoulder s back harder into the wall, increasing the tension on her clamped nipple. She seemed hardly able to breathe, but she didn’t fight it. Instead, she held on for dear life, her senses filled with the sound, the smell, the feel of their mutal arousal. Her eyes burned, but she kept them locked on his, hungry, needing more. Even if he couldn’t read her thoughts, he’d see it in her eyes—she wanted more. She wanted him. His wolf, Fenri, surged forward to claim what was his. Moments like this made Eamon grateful his wolf was dominant, it was not unheard of for a vampire's hunger to accidentally kill a mate before claiming.

However, all that changed some days ago when he happened upon a xiene. Just thinking about it now sent shivers down his spine. The xiene was the rarest, oldest and undoubtedly the strongest clan…breed of werewolves. Everyone knew this. He knew this. He knew that a little number of them, just a few number…not up to 10 lived in Bookehurt. There were rampant in other towns such as Konnekut, Tyrex, Jyord, but not Bookehurt. Therefore, it didn’t come as a surprise that the happening of the days before kept Jimmy awake.