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Balancing on an old, loose stepladder, Melissa explored the top shelves of a bookcase. - No. The raven pretended to be asleep, occasionally opening one eye and watching. “Yes, she is here, mistress. The brownie deftly climbed to the very top and pulled out a voluminous leather-bound book. - Bring it faster. Curiosity flared in bright blue eyes. - Now we will find out who fell under the heavy wheels of fate. Mila ran her fingers over the binding lovingly. “They say that this is the skin of a higher demon,” she opened the table of contents with anticipation and ran her finger through the sections.

Ideally, if Kenton was successful, his vampires and the fairies would drive the wolves off of Wolf Mountain and I would no longer have to worry about Michael and Ethan and their revenge. “If we successfully drive the wolves away, will the name still be Wolf Mountain?” I asked as I lazily nibbled on a pretzel. “It’s the name that’s registered with the state reserve, so I imagine so,” Godwin said as he dropped down on the sofa next to me and stretched out so that his feet were crossed at the ankles and resting on the arm of the sofa and his head was in my lap. “That’s a pity,” I said as I lightly traced the curves of his ear with my fingertips. “It would be nice to never have to hear the word

Irritated, I pulled it away from him and closer to myself. "Sorry. I couldn't help myself. I'm always so interested in myths and legends. The stories are so amazing. I'd just never seen that one before, the one you were looking at. About wolves that are cursed to remain as humans. That's like... A twisted version of the werewolf story." He kept rambling on, telling the story of creation and how all 'supernatural' beings were created. I didn't know how this pertained to me because I was a wolf and nothing else but I was drawn to Motty's story and when he was done, looking up at me like he expected me to have a question of some kind, I realized that this must be it. This must be the informant

I pressed my lips together and stared around Nathan's empty room, feeling more alone than I ever had in my life. Yes, I had been living with two wolves inside me since I was eight years old. Ivy had always been there, sharp-tongued and brutally honest. But Kael joined her after the incident fourteen years ago, the one that changed everything about my life. I don't know how it happened or what went wrong, but all I know is that I have two wolves in me ever since that day. Living with two separate souls inside my head was complicated on the best of days. Today, it felt like a curse.

Mj simply nodded and followed her Alpha out of his private cottage, she wasn't sure exactly where they were going but she was sure that she would follow him there. A/N: Its so hard to believe this is the last Authors note I will leave, book one is wrapped and I hope you all treasure it as much as I do. I will be takeing a small hiatus to outline book 2 before I begin its relase, it will be titled Legacy of the wolf: war of the wolves, but I am planning to release a new book called The Dragon's Fire Dancer in the mean time so be on the look out. I can not thank you all enough, it means so much to have so much support and I promise this is only the begining, Happy Reading and Happy Easter fo

"That plan." I unfold the paper with my trembling hands because I already know this is going to be bad, but reading it is worse than anything I imagined. Private Supernatural Auction; Lot Transfer Agreement; Luna Beatrice of Crescent Moon Pack; Starting bid one million dollars; Auction date this Friday. "You sold me," I whisper.

It was old and vast, filled with towering shelves and endless books like something out of an ancient realm. “Oh my God,” I breathed, placing a hand on my chest. I reminded myself that if I wanted to understand who I was, I had to start here. “It’s okay. We’re not going to read all of these. These ones are about lust. Those are about heat,” Graham said, guiding me as he pointed toward different sections. “There’s a specific shelf for wolves. That’s where we’ll start.” He led me to the far corner of the fifth floor. “Why my wolf?” I asked, surprised.

I went to the inner room to check for a book that could be of help at all. In the dim light of the library hall, I wandered through the aisles, my fingers trailing along different volumes of books. The air was thick with the scent of dusty and old paper. As I turned a corner, an old, leather-bound book caught my eye. Its name cover was wrapped with strange design that seemed to shimmer faintly from the rest. It was the eyes of the rarest species of werewolves...... The white wolves. Curiosity got the better of me, I pulled the book from the shelf and opened it.

Adam scrolled down, his eyes scanning the titles, until they fell upon a book titled "Wolves and Their Subclasses." A surge of excitement coursed through him, and he couldn't help but hope that he had finally found the right place to uncover the mysteries of the Tyrex wolf. Gathering his resolve, Adam hastily made plans to visit Domino's Shop of Myths and Legends, eager to quench his thirst for knowledge once and for all.

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