Wolf Bound Fated Jenival Writes Novels & Stories

“Anyone Valen has hurt can speak. Anyone he’s killed… their pack speaks for them. No crown protects him. Not even mine.” Valen closed his eyes. Nodded once. “Fair.” Kira’s scarred face twisted. She hadn’t expected that. Damian squeezed Luna’s hand. “You just risked everything.” “No,” Luna said. “I just proved I meant it.” Judgment didn’t happen fast. It couldn’t. For three days, wolves came forward. Blood Moon wolves with stories of Valen taking their mates. Silver Moon outcasts with stories of his raids. Free Wolves with chains he’d forged.

The two wolves remaining, seeing that three of their members were laying lifeless on the ground, wanted to run away but seeing the condition of the Alpha they decided to finish him off as he killed their members so they moved to attack him at onc Jayden, seeing the wolves coming to attack him, looked up at the moon as he let out a menacing and thunderous growl as a warning and his eyes turned red in anger. He felt weak as the mate pull had taken a toll on him and all he wanted right now was to be in the arms of his mate until he was cal Just as the first wolf got to where he was he angrily sank his powerful fangs into its neck and the wolf whimpered in pain from the deadly bite it was receiv

“Treason? I am the victim here!” “You speak like a traitor. Like your father.” “I speak the truth!” “Your truth, no one believes it,” he growled. I felt my breath falter. He stepped forward again. “You’ve dishonored yourself. You’ve accused me—your alpha heir. You’ve spoken against the pack. You’ve proven that the blood of a traitor is thicker than the water in you.” Tears were streaming down my face while my whole body was shaking. “I just wanted to be loved,” I murmured. “I just wanted to be a part of things.” But he didn’t flinch.

Every image was distorted in the ethos surrounding clouds of smoke and blackness ran around the sides of each person or wolf. "What makes you think we need You little wolf? You are a boy and a pathetic one at that. I heard you raped a girl and left her for dead. Thought she could be your mate and you marked her against her will, raped her, and left her in the woods. Why do we want your disgusting kind near us again?” A voice boomed seductively from the witch peering at him. Another voice spoke out from the chairs. “Those allegations have been proved to be false in their pack Aurora. We know this.”

Ever since she'd seen the news about the release of Wolf in her New Reviews magazine, she'd had a feeling in her gut this was where she needed to look. Jamie had credited a lot of her information to a book titled Legends of the Werewolf. Lia had read and reread the notes her great-grandmother had handed to her in those last sad moments. Notes that told about generations past that came here from Romania and grew the pack. This had to be the book. Legends of the Werewolf. Surely there couldn't be two books with the exact same title.

***** The clearing was alive with the glow of torches and the mumurs of the pack gathering for the pre cleansing ceremony. My nerves was bubbling beneath my calm facade,I smoothed down my simple white dress nervously. Tonight is my chance to silence the whispers,to prove my worth. But as I stepped forward,my father,Beta Frank,blocked my path. His cold eyes sent a chill down my spine. “You are not going”,his voice was loud enough for nearby pack members to hear. I froze,”Father,what are you talking about?,The cleansing…. “For wolves,”,my father interrupted, his sharp voice cutting me like blade,”You have no wolf Lea,you are unworthy of this ritual”.

According to the elderly, Divina's goal is to eradicate the entire Werewolf community, and she created the Carnifex from former Werewolves to achieve this. This prophecy is well-known among the Werewolf community, but it's mostly the elderly council members and those who study the prophecies who pay attention to it; the young ones tend to overlook it. After talking for a while, the two of them then descended from the mountain and headed home. . . . Coinciding with the appearance of the sign on the moon was the beginning of a change in the fate of a young woman, who unbeknownst to everyone, would play a significant role in the future.

Didi turned away. Silvia Ironwolf, for your crime of murder, you will be forever banished from the Packs, Omega Rovit intoned. Another humiliation. To have my fate read out to me by the lowliest member of the Ironwolf Pack while all the others turned their backs. Rovit had loved it. He had worshipped Jedan and probably wanted to kill me slowly right there and then. He leaned forward, his face close to mine, his spit landing on my face, And if you ever return to the Wildlands, he finished, You will be torn limb from limb, your remains fed to the vultures. If my hands had not been bound by the leather mitts, shackled together with silver, I would have ripped his sneering face from his skull an

If he wants to use me as just a breeder, that’s fine by me, but I better have some damn rights to our pups now that we are fated, mates. “My wolf wants to know your name.” He demands as he clenches his jaw, clearly annoyed at the situation. Well, sorry his night didn’t go as planned, but mine definitely didn’t go to plan either. “Wren,” I answer softly. “You are to tell no one we are fated, mates. Do you understand me, omega?” Alpha Valen growls, looking at me like he wants to murder me. That’s when I snap. “Who the hell am I going to tell? I’m locked in the den, remember?”

“You felt it, didn’t you? When he spoke about the past, about always having each other’s backs... You know that wasn’t the full story. He’s trying to keep you close, trying to keep you loyal. But loyalty can only go so far, Violet. What happens when the one he really wants returns?” I swallow hard, my throat tightening. "She's gone," I mutter, more to myself than to the tether. “Jenna’s gone.” “For now.” The tether’s voice is cold, slicing through my defenses. "But she’s his fated mate. You’ve heard the stories, haven’t you? About how wolves are drawn to their true mates, no matter the obstacles. Jack’s a leader, yes, but he’s also a wolf. And wolves always return to their fated mates. It’s