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I could see lights surrounding me too. And then, it happened. I could feel my body change. My skin began to ripple, my bones shifted, and my face changed. When it was done, I was no longer a human. I was a beautiful white wolf with blue eyes. My fur was velvet-like and without stain. I looked elegant as I stood before everyone. I was scared, but Alpha Solomon was there. He put his hand on my head and said, “You are a powerful werewolf now. You have been healed and made stronger. You are no longer the person you were when I found you. I changed you and I will change your destiny”

"Everything is inversely proportional to me." Rondolf smiled too. "You do research about us?" “If skimming the tales of the werewolf and his luna counts as finding out ….” Rula nods once. "You can say that. I accidentally came across a story about a pack of werewolves like you.” Rondolf smiled proudly. Luna loved him. That was the conclusion. “Where did you find our great story?’ Rula pointed in any direction, out the window of her house. “Skymane Shop.”

the glowing and fun loving aunt was gone. “Why do you say that?” I asked politely. “Oh dear don’t you know the prophecy?” Hannah’s mom approached me and caressed my back. “What prophecy?” “A Lycan and a werewolf can never have a happy ending. Only misery, pain and blood will follow. The weak one always ends up losing their life in the marriage. And we all know that between a Lycan and a werewolf whose wolf does not obey her, who is the weak one.” “I know that prophecy.” I stated.

Werewolves could still communicate even in their wolf form, not words though but they could understand eachother perfectly. "You're Breathtaking...your wolf is very beautiful" I tell her managing to not roll my tongue all over her wolf. Could this night get any more better! Everything was so perfect already, we raced eachother howling as we ran through the leaves only stopping when we were both completely exhausted. I could feel the happiness seeping off her. We're both breathing loudly and laughing from the run.

For werewolves, the full moon is a sacred occasion. A werewolf pack congregates for their own rites in the same manner that humans might dress nicely and convene at a place of worship. The location where we meet for the Trialblazer pack is roughly an hour and a half northwest of Toronto. Two hundred acres of pristine territory where we can securely wander as the monsters we become every full moon were once home to a pack long before Canada was known as New France, at the time when our ancestors fled northern Europe in longboats.

I burst through the door at the end of the hall and found him on the ground, surrounded by three fierce-looking werewolves. Without hesitation, I sprang into action, launching myself at the closest werewolf. My teeth sank into its flesh, causing it to howl in pain. The other two werewolves turned their attention to me, but I was ready. I fought them off with all my strength, my adrenaline pumping as I threw punches and kicks, dodging their attacks with ease. Finally, the last werewolf fell to the ground with a thud, defeated. I turned to Jaxon, who was still lying on the ground, wounded. I rushed over to him, my heart pounding in my chest.

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Never again would he make such a mistake. He rode through the woods and then up the hill to his castle. Before he could enter his home, he already sensed the other's presence. Just when he wanted to be alone, they had to be here. They liked to gather in his home sometimes. The dark interior and the mysterious feel of the Wolf's den fascinated them as well. Rayven knew this would be his home from the first time he saw it. He bought it immediately for a cheap price since no one wanted to live here. Not that he ever needed to worry about money.