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It wasn't easy for an animal of his size to hunt in a forest, but the fox wasn't going to help him. With some sacrifice and some broken trees, he manages to bite one of the big boar that passed by, and tired, he takes it to the clearing. Lucifron shifted back and immediately began chopping up pieces of wild pig. The little fox gathered twigs and used her fire to start a bonfire. Shortly after, some pieces of meat were roasting. When they have satisfied their hunger, they lie down to sleep for the rest of the night. Lucifron held the egg against his chest to keep it warm, and Sophia lay beside him.

wildfire can bring a certain burning sensation, but not really hurt, so I dared to hold it in my hands and then throw it out. Of course, after throwing it, I can no longer control it. The reason why it will always run after those people, because wildfire is very light, as long as the air flow can drive it to float, is that those people are running to lead wildfire chase, I am in the same place not moving, wildfire naturally will not follow me. This is very basic common sense chemistry, I do not intend to just rely on this to defeat everyone, I believe they were just scared by the sudden fire, maybe soon find that the fire is not really fire, and then turn back to find me trouble.

"I do read novels yeah but I just started reading them recently, less than six months ago... Do you want to tell me... Oh." I stopped talking immediately as my mind raced to erotic stuff I read in both after and fifty shades. As much as I avoided to read those parts, I managed to get a glimpse but not too much details because, well Anna Todd doesn't give warnings like, hey you... Explicit sexual content here! Or mature or steamy content here, the woman is, well she's just Anna, and I can't say same to Erika Leonard James, she's much worse, more reason to why I haven't read fifty shades darker and freed. Grey was enough albeit, I tried skipping the detailed content, but I knew what Caesar mea

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.

she doesn’t tell me her plan but I trust her and mind link the back to fight there way to us. One by one heads pop up as pack members look for us in the crowd and start to make their way through the rogues. As the pack reach us Nova calls out “form a circle and stay in the circle or you’ll get a bit crispy!” What the fuck does that mean? As I wonder what she means she holds her hands out towards the rogue and lets out a scream. Fire flies through the air and burns along the ground sweeping through the drive and yard at incredible speeds. I can only assume this is what a bush fire looks like in the woods spreading from branch to branch. The flames catch the rogues and they howl and snarl at b

ISABELLE’S POV The night was silent, the window still wide open and cold wind breezing into my room I lay sprawled across my bed, a romance novel balanced in my hands. I was slowly humming a song, the faint glow of the lamp casting a warm halo over the room. I lit the fireplace to keep the chills away. The wildfire filled the room with comforting heat. I was lost in the words of the novel when my wolf suddenly stirred, waving her tail. ‘Someone’s here.’ she whispered, alert and eager.

The source of the flames, the torch lay fallen on its side. “Gods, what have I done?!” Mare cried, her eyes wide with panic as she shot forward to retrieve the burning torch. Perci grabbed her and at the same time, the wooden book in his hand slipped between his fingers, landing in the flames. “No!” he screamed. The book may be made from dragonwood but it was not infallible to the flames that began to lick the edges. Perci reached forward to save it, ignoring the rising fire as it consumed the dusty, dried pages of books, gaining more fuel to grow angrier.

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 need to kill to activate it, because contrary to popular belief, it is not a curse, but a gift, a blessing. "Hi," I hear, and turn my gaze to the person, I see a young woman. "Hello." I smile at her, her eyes widening. "Hi," She smiles, then chuckles with embarassment at her repetition, I just stare at her with renewed interest, waiting as she ges he

Chapter 29: The Long Night The forest was burning. The missiles had ignited the dry underbrush turning the valley into an inferno. Smoke choked the air. It was thick and black and smelled of sulfur. I ran. I pushed my body to the limit. My lungs burned with every breath. I dodged falling branches and leaping flames. Kael was right beside me. He was in wolf form. His black fur was matted with ash. He stayed close to my flank ready to intercept any debris that might fall my way.

My instincts screamed at me to turn back, but I ignored them. I reached out. The second my fingers brushed the book’s surface, a violent shudder tore through me. The world around me vanished. Fire. The vision struck hard and fast, like a blade to my mind. I saw flames swallowing the land, smoke choking the sky, the ground trembling beneath the weight of something monstrous. Shadows moved through the fire, writhing, shifting, forming grotesque shapes—creatures unlike anything I had ever seen. Wolves fought against them, their howls lost in the chaos. A battlefield soaked in blood.