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The werewolf's eyes flickered with recognition, and he dropped to one knee in a show of respect. Amelia's voice trembled with curiosity as she took in the scene before her. "Who... who are you? Why did you save us?" The black wolf's gaze softened, his voice resonating with wisdom and pain. " "I am known as Lycan," he replied, his voice filled with a mix of sorrow and determination. "I have been wandering these woods for centuries, cursed to roam as a wolf by day and a man by night. I am here to right the wrongs, to protect those who are in need."

He rubs against me and licks my stomach while I giggle; yeah, definitely just a big puppy. I'm a little nervous as I call Tamisra forward. Alpha Gunther was pissed my wolf was black; typically, only Alpha wolves were black. In fact, I don't think there's ever been a recorded black wolf who wasn't an Alpha. She was so black she had hints of blue, which Alphas don't have, her aura was normal, and she was actually on the smaller side, so he dropped it. Stupid male egos are so fragile.

Luke pov As the shadows slowly began to release their grip on me, an instinctive anger ignited within, burning hotter than the darkest depths of the void that had threatened to swallow me whole. All around, I could sense my pack gathering strength—Carrie’s fierce determination, Ryder’s unyielding loyalty, and Rachel's frightened yet resolute presence in the corner of my mind. Our shared bond pulsed like a heartbeat, commanding me to fight back. “You think you can break free?” the black wolf taunted, his voice echoing through the night like thunder. “This realm belongs to the darkness now!”

Dylan walked towards the Rogues and stood in front of their leader. "What do you want? Leave from here if you love your life" Dylan spoke up through his mind. "Congratulations Alpha. You got your beloved mate finally. But you know what human is too weak. Too easy to kill" The Rogues leader told him. Hearing this, Dylan growled loudly. "Get out of our way" Dylan shouted at him angrily. "We will. But after taking your mate with us" The leader said and smiled evilly. Within seconds Black took control over Dylan's body and turned into the big white wolf.

Nightshade black wolf, one of the rarest colors among Alpha wolves and possessed only by those who are stronger. Believe me, there isn’t a part of me that did not want to gawk at his wolf and all his goddess-damn glory, but the circumstances begged my attention. As the alpha, so did he. "What happened here?” His deep, inquisitive voice reverberated through the link, leaving Adeline and even me astonished momentarily. It wasn’t his voice that swept through me, but his wolf’s. It was deeper than Kaden’s, and I let myself wonder what his wolf’s personality like.

Such a delicate wolf girl. Anyway, it was my turn to play my character. I had no idea who was Thomas but I knew he was her uncle through her conversation to herself. It was not hard insulting him as the stupid, useless and ugly werewolf cause he was each one of them. Who is his mate anyway? How can someone be mate of such an ugly creature? Look at me, if I hadn’t had to hide, every vampire girl in Goldenwood would die to touch me. And who knows Blackwood’s she-wolf would fall for me too.

My voice trembled as I leaned closer. “Last night… I was attacked. Two men, with glowing red eyes, with fangs. They weren’t human... I know what I saw. And then…” My breath caught. “A wolf came. A massive wolf with golden eyes and it saved me. Tell me… is this related to you?” He froze completely and his fingers stiffened on the cup. His chest barely moved as if he was holding his breath and for the first time, Damian Blackthorn looked unsettled.

A big black wolf appeared from behind the tree; he looked powerful. His fur was as dark as the night, shimmering under the fading sunlight with an otherworldly glow. Olivia’s breath caught in her throat. She was stunned by the sheer beauty and strength his wolf exuded. The alpha prince in all his primal glory. Cade gasped, his eyes wide with excitement rather than fear. "Wow!" he squealed, taking hesitant steps towards the towering creature.

“Two bodies were dragged from the shallows of Bloodmoon Lake this morning. Both were young male wolves. One has been identified as a scout from the Midrealm Territories. The other was Corwin Blackmaw. He was only seventeen. Fragments of his shredded pack tunic were still tangled in his fur when they pulled him from the sacred moonwater.” I buried my face in my hands, a low, broken growl tearing through my chest. They took a young wolf’s future and ripped it away. How could they commit such a crime on sacred territory! Zuberi Darkclaw, Malakai Thornwolf, and Kade closed in around my chair, their powerful Alpha scents flooding the room to try and anchor my panicked wolf, but I couldn't stop th

With a sweep of my arms, I glided through the water, my body slicing clean lines beneath the surface. Ripples shimmered beneath the moonlight, casting sharp shadows over the water—broad shoulders, chiseled chest, and defined abs surfaced and submerged again like a predator moving through the night. If there were any females standing on the edge of the pool right now, they wouldn't be able to tear their eyes away. The weaker-willed ones? They’d be soaked just from looking. After all, I’m every she-wolf’s fantasy—Alexander Blackwood, current Alpha of the Blackwood Pack and the highest-ranking Alpha in the North American Council. The most powerful resources of the largest wolf pack in the world