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Chapter 259 The invasion of wild beasts is getting rampant Attacks to finish off all the wild animals that had barged into their territory began to be carried out intensely, considering there was nothing more that could be done to tame them. They were just a bunch of wild beasts. Although it was quite troublesome due to their numbers, it wasn't that much of a problem. Wild beasts just attacked blindly without thinking, unlike Human Beasts who could attack under the circumstances, so they didn't spend too much energy either.

I may be selfish but if I tell her what I see, she wouldn't believe me. "Wait, I'll just go in the lake" "For?" She looks at me with a disgusting face. As if I did something bad. Hah, we do hate each other to some point "Yeah, whatever" "Call if you need help" "As if I needed you to protect me" "Sure sure" I continued reading the words written behind the map. 'A variation of wild noises, which were caused by birds and insects, added life to the forest, and were in harmony with the occasional howl of a large pack of wolf as they declare the dominancy of their wolfpack as the ruler of the Erhendem'

Why did my father dare be on their bad side? In the presence of two alpha wolves, my father and Damian, my young alpha wolf had felt out of place and jittery, almost seeking to assert an impossible dominance. I had opted to take a walk and clear my mind. Then I’d met Wilda, stark naked in the woods of her family’s lands. The man-made forest was breathtaking, but a naked Wilda almost stopped my heart. What had struck me as impossible at the time was the lack of any scent on her. She smelled like fresh air, not like soap, or any kind of lotion or deodorant, not even bodily fluids. Her scent was perfectly masked in the environment around her. I never would have known she was there if I hadn’t s

He won’t be caged again. My magic erupts out of me with a loud, pain filled scream, that drops me to my knees. The ground beneath me ripples as my magic burst free, my new forest friend rising to my aide. Shadows dance and take shape as they burst from the woods, grabbing wolves and throwing them away from us. Roots snap out of the ground like spears, launching themselves toward the wolves who hadn’t moved closer. Several wolves are flung away, vines latching on and burning their skin as they rip them off of Kai, before anyone even understood what was happening.

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Everything he had thought her now felt wrong The wolf’s eyes wouldn’t leave her. They were behind her eyelids every time she blinked, pale and dimming yet alive with something she couldn’t name. It wasn't rage, not fear, something almost human. A plea, maybe or a question. They nibbled at her, singling her out, until she pressed her fists against her temples just to make them stop.

He smiles, gesturing, he has mastered ths diplomatic shit. "Eat, Merry, Dance, Have Fun." He concludes, and the congregation statrs clapping and cheering, if only they know who we are, what we are. Werewolves grow old and die, we are not like the mythical creatures - Vampires, but we age slowly, with our healing we always look younger than we are. However, we are wild beings, with an insane hunger and need for freedom, it is imposible to cage us, we are the definition of wild, trying to supress our wolves has never ended well for us, It could be like a split personality, the wolf in us, it takes time to merge, it gets harder and painful if we try to supress it, and unlike myths, we do not ne

But one thing catches my eye. A thin, leather-bound volume with no title. I open it and find a note scrawled in the margin. “Not all monsters are meant to be fought. Some are meant to be understood. And some are meant to be forgotten, no matter the cost.” I close the book and think about the symbols on the bark. About the dreams that keep tugging at the edges of my sleep. About the wolves that howl without knowing why. We’re standing on old bones and the earth remembers what the people don’t.

He planted a bomb in a pack nearby that will go off tonight. King William knows the wolves are weak at killing the innocent, so that's why they cannot defeat him. In contrast, I am King William, and I will always win because I have no scruples. During my war with the wolves, everyone and every age suffered collateral damage. As King William looks towards the small pack in the distance, he sees a huge puff of smoke in the sky. A wicked smile was on his face. He turns and walks into the castle.

I need to apologize to her. While Jake was left off thinking on his next move, Kate decided to go back to the place near to the gate so that it will be easier for her and not to miss the flight. Luckily she found a seat and she settled in. She took out her book about the Flight Attendant and she continued reading it. While reading, she couldn’t even focus on the book. Jake’s face kept popping through her mind.