Novel & Cerita Western Love Story

“It was just about 50 years back, and it was a very quick battle.” “Who won?” I curiously asked. “I'd say the West, because they got their demands.” Zion said. “And what about the Wests?” I asked, and he turned the pages from where he sat. “Read the last bit about the Wests.” He said, pointing at the exact place. “The Wests vowed never to leave the West Wolf kingdom unless on official assignment. The vow also established that any West that stayed out of the West for too long would have a heart attack if he refuses to go back home regardless of his status.” I read, and then nodded.

"All romanticized, is what I'm sayin'. All the desperados I've met, they've been right dirty and rough. And I ain't never met no woman been carried off by the red man and been the happier for it." Emma gave him a sharp glare, not liking the way he seemed to know, and then belittle, her daydreams. "I have to have something to keep my hopes alive," she hissed, hardly able to believe she was talking like this to anyone, let alone a stranger cowboy. "I'm going west to marry some disgusting old man, some friend of my father's, and care for his house and his children while I dry up into a withered old crone." "Sorry, ma'am," he said, blinking at her vehemence. "But I'm sure your husband will be ri

And that was how the wolfless girl became the greatest Luna the world had ever known. THE END

“Guapo, are you making this up?” “Come on,” he chuckled, grabbing my chin delicately. “Why would I make up such a silly story? The only reason we didn’t hear about it here is that it didn’t happen on our territory. It happened in the territory of the West Pack.” “The West Pack?” I repeated, my voice a low hum. “Isn’t that the one where their sister murdered their parents and then ran off when it was time for punishment?” “That’s the one!” He snapped his fingers, grinning. Although, his voice went several octaves lower, and he inched closer. “I heard that she was actually innocent and it was a conspiracy. I don’t know how true it is, but dang.”

It was a twenty minutes ride____ Tarrant idea, Incase I didn't show up to the ball. My phone was buzzing like crazy, but I ignored it. Someone would distract Tarrant eventually. I wasn't sure why I felt compelled to bring the little dolphin along. Maybe it was an excuse to avoid going in, but it didn't take long to hear what had really gone down. Weston was planning to claim a Luna, and it wasn't, little dolphin right here. Don't get me wrong. She was lovely, petite for a wolf, with a small heart shaped face and a nice hair length but there was no other indication that she spent much time in the sun or outdoors. Her skin looked soft, creamy and smooth.

Why did I survive when everyone else died? The questions had no answers. He had learned to live with them, but they never stopped asking. He had drifted westward over the years, drawn by rumors and half-forgotten legends. There was a pack in the west, the stories said, led by a wolf with fur like moonlight and eyes like stars. A Hidden Luna, the stories called her. A wolf who carried the light of the old world. Ronan didn't believe in legends. But he had nowhere else to go.

But I didn’t know if I could keep her here longer, especially since I had to go back and find out how our Yugaris were preparing for defense in the western lands. For days on end, Lisa and I were engaged in the affairs of the clan. I taught her everything I knew myself. Several times we went to the villages. The fox got acquainted with the inhabitants, more and more getting used to the role of the head. Everywhere she was received respectfully. Alexander Yugari of the Southern clan was loved, and now they were ready to accept his daughter. The fox was embarrassed, but she will soon get used to it. Knowing her big brave heart, I was sure that my couple would be a great head. As time went on,

“Rory—Mr. Baines ... he talked about it. 'Your English friend?' - AND. 'Did he also mention that I studied in England?' She noticed the teasing tone in his voice. — It is very comfortable for you to benefit from western education, without letting it influence you. — Why do Westerners think they are better than everyone else? You would gain a lot if you adopted some of our ideas . If he was up for another argument, he was in for a surprise, because Fleur agreed. "You're absolutely right, Mr. Khan. The West can learn a lot from the East. The way you care about your elders, your devotion to your parents, your patience. He was silent for a few minutes. “You disarm me with your honesty, Ms. Peter

Chapter Thirteen Mitchell's POV Finally, the day was over and I had to go to bed, father, mother, my best friend– Jissa, and Miranda had made my day a blast. I felt like there was no reason to worry or sorrow any more. I wished I hadn't stepped out of the pack to marry Damien, but the picture of his torture and public disgrace was forever marked in my head as a memory of delight.

I was sleepy, and I slept on his shoulder throughout the flight. We reached Helena and Xandrios rented a car to take us to an unknown destination. “Where are we going?” I was dead tired, yet I didn’t want to reach Waterton Lakes right away. What if the pack of silver wolves still lived there? Would Xandrios leave me there and go away forever? “We’ll put up at a dude ranch. Aren’t you tired?” He smiled as I nodded vehemently. I wanted to spend a few days alone with him. I wanted him to mark me, claim me. Would he leave me and go then?