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He then began to reveal that wolves are allergic to wolfsbane, known for its toxicity, which could cause severe burns upon contact and potentially fatal illness if ingested. Sky, overwhelmed with fear, began to cry, her breath coming in short gasps. The antagonist approached the cage, inquiring about her well-being. As he unlocked the cage and stooped down, Sky seized the moment, delivering a swift kick to his groin. He collapsed, gasping and howling in agony. Regaining his footing, he shouted for assistance to apprehend her. Shay, realizing she was trapped at a dead end, halted in despair.

Frank Kilburn, Alpha of the Vagas Moon Pack, fumed because for hours now his wolves tried to find some proof that he could use to push the Twilight Wolf Pack and their annoying leader out of a region before they discovered what he was doing. He needed the white wolf back, too.

Grey looked at me, expecting an explanation. Roam tossed the flask towards his rival who easily caught it. Wolfsbane was odorless, had barely any taste, making it an adept killer of Lycans who could smell most poisons a mile away. The younger Alpha sniffed it with a furrowed brow, then went to taste it. I knew a small taste wouldn’t harm him, and I knew my furious brute had tasted it himself in my diner to confirm his theory, but still my wolf went into protective mode.

Blake was so weak he couldn't move. "Don't play with that, pretty." The man turned to her, the rogues holding Blake dropped him and he fell to the ground "that knife is laced with wolfsbane it will surely kill you." Wolfsbane is lethal to wolves. Why would a wolf have such a weapon, Blake wondered. "So, you mean any injury inflicted with it will be scarred for life." She asked. She had heard that only a very powerful Alpha can completely heal from a wolfsbane injury.

The hunter pulls out a weapon—a sleek, silver blade with intricate engravings that catch the light. Luke, in wolf form, is a blur of powerful muscle and fur, but the hunter’s movements are equally swift and precise. They dodge Luke’s powerful swipes with ease, their blade slicing through the air with deadly accuracy. Each strike and counterstrike sends shivers down my spine, the clash of wolf and hunter reverberating through the room.

He was quite beautiful despite the difference in size. The wolf right beside him, who was sending daggers at Blake and the l brown wolf, was close to Blake size. Its fur was pitch black with a hint of gray here and there. Its dark eyes were the same as Blake's, much to my surprise, and I couldn't help but notice how strong and tall it stood above the others. As if there was some sort of power emanating from its body in harsh waves that immediately made me want to bow down in respect.

The screams gave way to a low, continuous growl that vibrated through the very floor. Where Nate had been, a wolf now stood. It was the most beautiful and terrifying thing Kieran had ever seen. Its fur was a silky, shimmering midnight blue, a color Kieran had never seen in any wolf, ever. White wolves were rare, legends whispered about them. But blue? It was unprecedented, a color stolen from the deep night sky just before true darkness fell. Yet, this breathtaking beauty was marred, as if the transformation had been stopped midway. Jagged, pitch-black streaks, covered the entire left side of its powerful body, a stark, violent contrast to the luminous blue.

"But obviously, he's not now. Elias loves you." I nodded, one corner of my lips curling into a smile. "Thanks, Seven." He gave me a crooked smile. "Alphas think differently. Also, wolves think differently, too. When you're a wolf, the senses and emotions are heightened. You feel everything stronger." I nodded, understanding. I mixed another drink for both of us and then sat down at the table. "So, how are we going to catch Balista?" His eyes nearly bugged out of his head. "You can't catch him. He's a wizard."

I clung to the hope that she never properly rejected me and therefore was protecting me. Dr Sven had opted to use wolfsbane to curb Blaze’s erratic behaviour but I had refused. Using wolfsbane was toxic to wolves especially if used frequently. I would only ever use it as a last resort on anyone. It’s effects on a wolf were similar to a human using the drug methamphetamine. The high was euphoric but the coming down was painful and debilitating especially after prolonged use. May rouges used it before battle and would often become addicted to wolfsbane afterwards.

The Blackwood wolves surged behind her. A dark shape burst from the treeline. Amber eyes flashed beneath the moonlight. Lyla’s breath sharpened. The rival’s wolf. Lyla’s body coiled with tension. The wolf lunged. Lyla twisted beneath the blow. Her claws slid free beneath her skin. Her fist connected with the wolf’s ribs sharp and clean. The wolf hit the ground hard. Lyla’s breath sharpened. Eli’s silver gaze flashed beside her. Another dark shape lunged toward them.