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The Pack's Triquetra is Book 2 of the Series, which begins with The Pack's Secret Keeper. **Trigger warnings for this book: this is a dark romance werewolf story containing gaslighting, dub-con, assault, rape, violence, bondage, in a Reverse Harem scenario, involving bxg and bxb group sex scenes. ** Havermouth, Eight Years Before Heath’s mother was crying.

“The guy I met last weekend — umm, what's his name again? Barry or maybe Larry, shit I can’t remember his name, but he just didn't do it for me—Maybe I just need to meet the right guy.” AWOOOO! A loud howl ripped through the silent night, startling the girls. The werewolf was pissed, how dare this Barry or Larry touched her. How dare he sampled what rightfully belonged to him. He told himself if he ever got his paws on this filthy guy, his head would roll, literally. It howled again, louder this time. “What the hell was that?” Katherine asked as she grabbed onto her friend.

I hiss as I end up landing on top of him. As I let my fangs lengthen I whisper in his ear, "This time I will make sure you don't!" I pull his head to the side with force and sink them into his neck tearing just a little so I don't have to remove my fangs. It is not wise for a vampire to take a life while drinking or in a fit of rage because it can lead to bloodlust and the transfer of their power but for this one time, I made an exception, I drink and drink and drink until I feel him stop struggling and I feel his heart stop beating. I remove my fangs from his neck but don't retract them and hiss loud as the power of a werewolf Alpha runs through me adding to my own power, I jump off the bed

He didn't finish, but the unspoken promise of agony was clear. Everyone trembled. No one dared move. No one dared to speak. Just then, Seth suddenly stepped forward. His face was pale, but his eyes held a desperate gleam. “Wait!” he said loudly. “Your Highness, I believe there’s been a misunderstanding.” Lucian turned, his icy gaze locking onto him. “A misunderstanding?” “Yes.” Seth took a deep breath, as if steeling himself. “Ember and I share the fated mate bond. It is the most sacred connection in the wolf world, a destiny gifted to us by the Moon Goddess herself.”

In the depth forests far away from the human society they was a area of pack wolves they were called dynasty pack ,this pack was one of the most powerful packs of wolves they were not underestimated mainly because they had strong alphas followed by betas even the omega's knowns as weak and frail were a bit strong in this place you can see strong, beautiful and delicate buildings which didn't lose to buildings of that of humans you can see the werewolves in their human forms,strong, beautiful and handsome this site was busy like a market and everyone was minding their own business that was until a boy about eighteen- nineteen came in the picture.

As the members of the Crimson Pack tensed, their instincts sharpened, and their eyes narrowed in anticipation. The air became heavy with tension as the growl reverberated through the woods, causing the very ground to vibrate beneath their feet. Rey's heart pounded in her chest as she recognized the familiar scent—a scent that stirred a mixture of fear and familiarity within her. It was the scent of a rogue werewolf, one who had abandoned all ties to packs and lived a solitary and dangerous existence.

The world blurred as her vision dimmed, and she succumbed to unconsciousness. Berry found herself standing on a bright and huge expanse of field. Then, she heard a loud howl, a silver werewolf stood on a desolate hill, howling with haunting agony. The wolf’s eyes, a vivid shade of red, reflected pain and longing and Berry choked back the tears that she did not know was beginning to form. It was painful; the pain that the silver wolf buried deep in her heart, Berry could so vividly feel it.

The Alphas drag the wolves off grappling their arms around their neck and snapping it. “The heart,” Gwen yells and Samson’s eyes glow as his claws come out and he plummets them into the wolf's chest. He yanks and the wolf's eyes go white as it falls to the ground. The rest of them then do the same and they fall to the ground. I see Fusilis shift back and rip the hearts out before shifting at the speed of light back into their hounds. They begin working together as Golden Summit stays in wolf form and Fusilis tears the hearts out because they have impeccable shifting speed. I plunged my hand into the wolf's heart that was snarling in my face. Getting back to my feet and wiping the gore from m

He said shamelessly. “God! What has gotten into you?” I asked in genuine worry. “You have.” He answered with a chuckle. “Okay, let me be serious. Werewolves don’t read minds; we can only converse with Pack members through our mind-links and also read emotions. Just as I am reading yours now, Anna.” “Really? What’s it telling you?” I asked in fear. “Simple. That you are in love with me,” he said with a confident look on his face that almost made me doubt what the fearful beating in my heart was for.